Silent Steps of Transformation

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<img src="ssot/mainmenu.png" width="100%" height="100%"> !Welcome to Silent Steps of Transformation <hr> <div style="text-align: center;"> <h2>Legal Disclaimer and Content Warning</h2> Age Restriction: Silent Steps of Transformation is intended for adults only. You must be 18 years of age or older to play this game. By proceeding, you confirm that you are at least 18 years old. Explicit Content: This game contains explicit sexual content, including themes of transformation, sissyfication, and other adult themes. It is not suitable for all audiences. If you are uncomfortable with such content, please do not continue. Consent and Responsibility: By playing this game, you agree that you are accessing this content willingly and at your own risk. The creators of Silent Steps of Transformation are not responsible for any emotional, psychological, or legal consequences that may arise from playing this game. <h2>About the Game</h2> Silent Steps of Transformation is an interactive story game that explores themes of transformation and identity. The game contains adult content and is meant for mature audiences only. <h2>Credits</h2> Translations for this game were provided by Grok 3, created by xAI. All visuals and artwork were generated using Stable Diffusion. Warning: This game may contain content that is not appropriate for all players. Please proceed with caution and ensure that you are comfortable with the themes presented. </div> <hr> It is a text base game with hard events in which the story will progress depending on the choices you make. The game basically depends on a progression where you will reveal the emotions that our main character suppresses. Different adventures await you on your way as a man. <hr> If you want to take a look at my other games. My Patreon Link. https://www.patreon.com/user?u=91245624 [[Start the Journey]]

!Name Select <hr> What is your name? <<textbox "$name" "John">> Since the story takes place in a country in the Middle East, I would like to give you some information. Character Biography: An 18-year-old boy. He is quiet and a bit nerdy. He has never had a girlfriend before. After 1 month he will start university. He is skinny and weak. Characteristics of the society he lives in: He lives in a patriarchal and predominantly Muslim society. LGBT people are not tolerated. He will go from a rural area of his country to university in a big city. Family Ties: He lives with her family. His mother is a Muslim woman. After your father died, she was married to another man by her elders. You live with your stepfather. Your stepfather is strict and bigoted. He doesn't want you to go to school. [[I confirm the name.|giris]]

<<set $day to 1>> <<set $rape to 0>> <<character 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>> <<character 'Alara' 'imagex/dialog/alara.jpg'>> <<character 'Tangent' 'imagex/dialog/tangent.jpg'>> <<character 'Natalie' 'imagex/dialog/natalie.jpg'>> <<character 'Penny' 'imagex/dialog/penny.jpg'>>

!My Bedroom <hr> <img src="ssot/1.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> You wake up after a good night's sleep. It's morning. You realise that there are 30 days left until school starts. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I'm almost out of this house.<</say>> You get up and put on your everyday clothes. [[You go to the kitchen.]]

!Kitchen <img src="ssot/2.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>"You've finally joined us! You spend all day lying in your room!"<</say>> He comes at you saying this. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>"I'll be leaving soon. You'll be rid of me."<</say>> you respond. <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>"As if you're going to become a professor!"<</say>>He laughs. Your mother remains silent under the pressures of your stepfather. [[You finish your breakfast in silence and go back to your room.]]

!Bedroom <hr> <img src="ssot/1.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>This guy is getting on my nerves more every day! I'm so happy to get rid of him! But I will miss my mom so much!<</say>> You spend time with your computer, playing a few games when your mom comes in. <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>I won't be home tonight; I'm going to your aunt's.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Okay, Mom. I'll be in my room; I'm not going anywhere.<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>You can guess why I'm telling you this. I don't want any more trouble. You're leaving soon! Please don't cause any issues with Malik while you're still here.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Mom, he's the one who has a problem with me! He's always coming at me for silly reasons!<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>Please! I just wanted to warn you!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Okay, Mom!<</say>> Your mom leaves the house after this conversation. In the evening, you hear noises from the living room. [[You walk into the living room thinking your mother has arrived.]]

!Livingroom <hr> <img src="ssot/3.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Was that you?<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Were you expecting someone else!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Are you drunk?<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Do I have to answer to you, damn it!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I promised my mom I wouldn't argue with you!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Momma's boy!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Talk properly!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>What will you do when you go to university without your mom there?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I won't need my mom!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>What will you do, you'll be on guys' laps all the time since you're gay!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I'm not gay!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Have you ever had a girlfriend? I've never seen one!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I never made an effort to have one!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Hahaha, you're such a loser, what girl would want to be with you! Loser!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Shut your mouth, you shameless man!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Are you going to hit me!<</say>> You run at him, but since he's much stronger than you, he grabs you and throws you onto the couch. [[You fall face down on the couch.]]

!Livingroom <hr> <img src="ssot/4.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>When you go to college, you'll give your ass like this to men! To real men!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg '>>Fuck you!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Let's see how you like this.<</say>> In his drunkenness, Malik loses control and gets on top of her. He pulls up his sweatpants and exposes his ass. He's so much stronger than you that you can't do anything but yell! <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg '>>Let me go, you bastard! Let me go! Help!!!!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>You trying to fight back only makes me more horny!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg '>>Leave me!!<</say>> [[Malik unzips his pants and puts his cock on her ass.]]

!Livingroom <hr> <img src="ssot/5.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> You start crying in desperation. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Stop please, I'm so scared!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Are you crying? You're making me even more excited! Try to enjoy it!<</say>> Malik sticks his dick in her ass. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Stop Please!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Don't move! You make me feel more beautiful than your mom!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>DON'T MENTION MY MOTHER'S NAME!<</say>> In a split second you stand up and hit Malik with the vase. <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>Ahhh!<</say>> You're picking it up. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>If you come near me again, I'll kill you! Let's see what you say to my mom.<</say>> Just then the door opens and your mother comes in. [[She sees you with a vase and Malik lying on the floor.]]

!Livingroom <hr> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>What's going on here!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>He hit me with a vase!<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>What did you do!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>He tried to rape me!<</say>> <<say 'Malik' 'ssot/dialog/malik.jpg'>>He's lying, I just wanted to talk to him! He attacked me! He said I was gay!<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>Are you gay?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Mom, this man is lying! Who are you going to believe, me or him?<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>I suspected you were gay, but I didn't think you'd go this far!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Mom, come to your senses, I'm not gay! This man tried to rape me! He's the gay one!<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>That man is your father! Stop this nonsense!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Mom, I can't believe you! He said he enjoyed me more than you! Can you understand what kind of pervert he is?<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>What did you say!<</say>> Your mom slaps you. <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>Get out of this house right now; I don't have a son like you anymore.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Mom, do you realize what you're saying?<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>Yes, get out of this house!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I won't stay where I'm not wanted! One day, when this man cheats on you, you'll miss me!<</say>> <<say 'Mom' 'ssot/dialog/mom.jpg'>>I said get out!<</say>> You go to your room, stuff some clothes in your backpack and [[leave the house.]]

!Street <hr> You start walking through the streets, crying. The things your mom said and that man trying to rape you won't leave your mind. You head straight to the bus terminal. Your only concern is to leave this city. Meanwhile, you're also searching for answers to the questions in your head. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Where am I going? How will I enroll in university? Where will I stay? Will I leave my mom alone with that man?<</say>> While thinking this, you see a bus with the name of the university written on it. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>What, is there a direct bus to Veritas Nox Academy?<</say>> You notice a man standing in front of the bus. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I should ask the man.<</say>> [[You approach the man.]]

!Bus Terminal <hr> <img src="ssot/bus.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Hello, can I ask something?<</say>> <<say 'Bus Driver' 'ssot/dialog/busdriver.jpg'>>Of course, young man.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I got accepted into Veritas Nox Academy but I haven't registered yet. Does this bus go to the academy?<</say>> <<say 'Bus Driver' 'ssot/dialog/busdriver.jpg'>>You're very lucky, young man. Yes, the academy provides bus service for those coming from out of town to register.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>How much is the ticket?<</say>> <<say 'Bus Driver' 'ssot/dialog/busdriver.jpg'>>We don't charge for the ticket. This is a service of the academy.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Can I get on then?<</say>> <<say 'Bus Driver' 'ssot/dialog/busdriver.jpg'>>Of course, young man. Find yourself an empty seat; we're leaving in half an hour.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Thank you.<</say>> You board the bus. You find a seat by the window and wait for the bus to depart. After a while, the bus starts moving, and your journey begins. After about 8 hours, at dawn [[you enter the academy's garden.]]

!Veritas Nox Academy <hr> <img src="ssot/academy.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Wow, how big.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Hello everyone!<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Hello...<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>I am the Principal of the school. My name is Ms.Zeira! I congratulate you for getting into Veritas Nox Academy.<</say>> You all thank her in unison. <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>But! You didn't earn your place here! We chose you!<</say>> <<say 'Ethan' 'ssot/dialog/Ethan.jpg'>>What do you mean?<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>You! What's your name?<</say>> <<say 'Ethan' 'ssot/dialog/Ethan.jpg'>>Ethan.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Where are your mother and father, Ethan?<</say>> <<say 'Ethan' 'ssot/dialog/Ethan.jpg'>>I never knew my father. My mother is currently in the hospital because she's an alcoholic.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>You!<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/Luca.jpg'>>Me?<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Yes, what's your name?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/Luca.jpg'>>Luca, ma'am.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Luca, where are your mother and father?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/Luca.jpg'>>My father is in prison, ma'am.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Why did your father go to prison, Luca?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/Luca.jpg'>>He killed my mother, ma'am.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Now think about it, you all have something in common! That's why we chose you.<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/Luca.jpg'>>Did you choose us based on our parents? What does that benefit you!<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>You'll understand soon, kids. If you're ready, you can head to the waiting room, and we'll call you in one by one later.<</say>> [[As you try to understand what's going on, you slowly make your way to the waiting room.]]

!Waiting Room <hr> <img src="ssot/waitingroom.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> You find a chair in the room and sit down. You start observing the people around you. Luca and Ethan are sitting next to each other, talking. There are a few others sitting alone like you. One of the solitary ones, a slightly overweight boy, makes eye contact with you. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/Tommy.jpg'>>Hi. Are you excited? I'm a bit excited.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Hi, yeah, I guess I'm a bit excited.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/Tommy.jpg'>>Actually, I wasn't good in my classes; I don't know how I got in here.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I'm glad for you.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/Tommy.jpg'>>Thanks. What's your story?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>It's a long story.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/Tommy.jpg'>>Well, we're here for a while; you can tell me later. By the way, my name is Tommy.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Nice to meet you, I'm $name.<</say>> At that moment, a woman enters the room. She's wearing glasses and is quite sexy. You immediately recognize her as the secretary. This school is like an American dream. <<say 'Secretary' 'ssot/dialog/secretary.jpg'>>Is Tommy here?<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/Tommy.jpg'>>Yes, that's me.<</say>> <<say 'Secretary' 'ssot/dialog/secretary.jpg'>>Please come with me.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/Tommy.jpg'>>Okay, I'm coming. Goodbye, friend.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Goodbye.<</say>> Tommy takes his suitcase and leaves the room. After a while, Luca is called, followed by Ethan. You feel your turn coming up slowly. When it's your turn, the woman comes in and calls your name. <<say 'Secretary' 'ssot/dialog/secretary.jpg'>>Is $name here?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Yes, I'm here.<</say>> <<say 'Secretary' 'ssot/dialog/secretary.jpg'>>Please follow me.<</say>> [[You stand up and start following the woman.]]

!Corridor <hr> <img src="ssot/corridorwomen.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> You follow the woman to the end of the corridor. <<say 'Secretary' 'ssot/dialog/secretary.jpg'>>Here we are, the principal's office! She's waiting for you inside.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Thank you.<</say>> [[You're going in.]]

!Headteacher's Office <hr> <img src="ssot/headteacher.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Hello, young man.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Hello, ma'am.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Welcome to the Academy. First, I'd like to talk about your parents. You live with your mother and stepfather, I assume.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Yes. My father died when I was young, and my family arranged for my mother to marry another man.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>How are things with your stepfather?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Not good.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Did you have a problem?<</say>> (The choices you make will only lead to seeing an extra scene. They have no impact on the story, so you can choose freely.) [[Yes, he tried to rape me.]] [[No, I don't have a problem.]]

!Headteacher's Office <hr> <img src="ssot/headteacher.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>This is a common problem among students at our academy, so we provide a health service here. Please stop by there for an examination.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Thank you, I will.<</say>> [[You keep talking.|No, I don't have a problem.]] <<set $rape to 1>>

!Headteacher's Office <hr> <img src="ssot/headteacher.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Let me tell you a bit about our school. Our school provides full-day, weekday education, and your basic needs like food and sleep are met by the school.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I didn't know it was a boarding school.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Do you have a problem with that?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>No, actually, it's very good for me. I hadn't found a place to stay yet.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Continuing on, our school is managed with strict supervision and discipline rules. We have rules like dress code and social media restrictions.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Is using a phone prohibited?<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>No, it's not, but we'll take your phone and give you a new one.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I understand, no problem for me.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>For all this, we need to sign a contract, agreeing to follow school rules. After that, your registration will be complete.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Okay, can I read the contract?<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Of course, here's the contract.<</say>> The principal hands you a contract that's about 20 pages long. The first page writes the same things she told you. You turn to the next page. The second page has information about dormitory rules and personal hygiene. One particular clause catches your attention. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Body hair is forbidden? I don’t understand.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>We believe it's necessary for hygiene reasons. All the materials related to this will be provided to you.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I understand.<</say>> You continue reading, but after about 5 pages, it starts to become increasingly boring. The overnight bus journey has left you exhausted. You skip the rest of the pages and [[sign your name on the last page.]]

!Headteacher's Office <hr> <img src="ssot/headteacher.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Welcome to the Academy. Now, please hand over your phone.<</say>> You hand over your phone. Then she hands you a watch and a phone. <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>This is a smart watch; please pay attention to the notifications you receive from it and the tasks you are given. Can you put the watch on now?<</say>> The watch looks different, but you put it on your wrist without much thought. It seems to have a locking mechanism. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Did the watch lock onto my wrist?<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Yes, we don't want you to take this watch off; we will constantly monitor your health level here. Order is very important to us.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>This seems a bit too controlling.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>It was in the contract, and we believe it won't be a problem for you. There's a copy of the contract on your phone; I recommend you read it in your spare time.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I'll read it.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Now, go to the item room to pick up the items prepared for you and settle into your room. Afterwards, you'll receive a notification. If you have any questions, please apply via your phone and then visit me with the appointment given to you.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Okay, you seem to work quite systematically.<</say>> <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/Ms.Zeira.jpg'>>Here, order and discipline are everything. Goodbye.<</say>> You leave the room. You have a thousand questions in your mind, but you never imagined university would be like this. You walk down the corridor. You see a door with "Item Delivery Room" written on it. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I guess I'll pick up my belongings here.<</say>> [[You're going in.|Item Delivery Room]]

!Item Delivery Room <hr> <img src="ssot/itemdeliveryroom.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Female Officer' 'ssot/dialog/femaleofficer.jpg'>>Did you come to pick up your belongings?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Yes, am I in the right place?<</say>> <<say 'Female Officer' 'ssot/dialog/femaleofficer.jpg'>>Yes, please extend your watch to the machine.<</say>> You extend your watch towards a sensor. <<say 'Female Officer' 'ssot/dialog/femaleofficer.jpg'>>Alright, wait a second, I'll get your belongings.<</say>> She returns with a suitcase in her hand. <<say 'Female Officer' 'ssot/dialog/femaleofficer.jpg'>>Do you have any personal items in your bag?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I only have my clothes.<</say>> <<say 'Female Officer' 'ssot/dialog/femaleofficer.jpg'>>You need to hand those over. We provide you with all the clothes you might need.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Do I have to give up my clothes?<</say>> <<say 'Female Officer' 'ssot/dialog/femaleofficer.jpg'>>Yes, it's the rule! Didn't you read the contract?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I definitely need to read this contract.<</say>> You hand your bag to the woman. Then you take the suitcase from her hand and <<if $rape is 1>>[[leave the room.|rape1]]<<else>>[[leave the room.|Room1]]<</if>>

!Health Room <hr> <img src="ssot/healthroom.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> You see a door with "Health Office" written on it in the corridor. Following the principal's suggestion, you go inside. Inside, a woman in nurse's attire greets you. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Hello, the principal directed me here for a check-up.<</say>> <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>Hello, of course, what was the problem?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Hmm. This is a bit hard to say.<</say>> <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>You can feel at ease here. I'm a professional. I'm listening.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>My stepfather tried to rape me.<</say>> <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>I'm so sorry for you; this is usually an issue we see with female students, but it can happen to anyone. How long ago was this?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>It happened last night.<</say>> <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>Oh! Are you okay? I didn't expect it to be so recent. Please undress and lie down on the examination table. Do you have any pain?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>No, not right now.<</say>> <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>Was there any penetration?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>No, I hit him on the head with a vase.<</say>> <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>I'm so sorry for what you've been through, sweetie. Then there's no need for an anal examination. Let's just look at any bruises or marks on your body.<</say>> You lie down on the examination table; the woman carefully checks you over, noticing a few bruises on your back. <<say 'Nurse' 'ssot/dialog/nurse.jpg'>>There are a few marks on your back; I'll apply some cream to them. Visit me again later, and we'll do a general check-up and screening.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Thank you.<</say>> [[After completing your checks, you leave the room.|Room1]]

!Corridor <hr> You see the room number written on the suitcase given to you. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>My room number is 305. I need to find this room.<</say>> You go up to the floor where the rooms are located. You walk down the hallway, looking at the doors to find your room number. When you reach the door with your room number, you notice it has the same sensor you saw when picking up your belongings. When you extend your watch, the door opens. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Technology is really cool.<</say>> [[You go into your room.|Room2]]

!Room <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> When you enter, the sight you encounter surprises you. You find yourself in a Gothic-themed room. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Are all the rooms like this? Or was the girl who lived here before me into Gothic?<</say>> You check the notification on your watch. There's a notification saying that the introductory class is in 2 hours. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>I've got 2 hours until the first class, I should lie down and rest a bit.<</say>> You set your suitcase aside and lie down on the bed. The long bus journey takes its toll, and you fall asleep. You wake up to the beeping sound of your watch. When you look at the time, you realize 2 hours have passed. The watch shows that the Introductory Class is about to start. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mc.jpg'>>Oh no, I overslept! The class is about to start, I need to get dressed quickly!<</say>> You immediately get up, [[open the suitcase and put on your school clothes in a hurry.]]

!Room <hr> <img src="ssot/schoolsuit1.jpg" width="50%" height="50%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>WHAT! These are pink! And they look like girl's clothes. I can't go to class wearing these!<</say>> You receive a notification on your watch. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>The class is starting, I must go immediately, I'll change the clothes after class.<</say>> You leave your room and head towards your classroom. When you arrive in front of the classroom, you can hear voices from inside. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I guess the class has started.<</say>> [[You knock on the door and come in.]]

!Classroom <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom1.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Hello, may I come in?<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>Yes, come in, we haven't started yet.<</say>> When you enter the classroom, you hear laughter. <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>No problem, these things happen on the first day. You can take an empty seat.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Thank you.<</say>> As you look around the classroom, you notice that the boys are wearing uniforms in two different colors. You notice some are wearing black, and others are in pink. You see an empty seat next to Tommy. You go and sit next to him. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Hey buddy, you're in pink too.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I think there's been some mix-up, why are they dividing by pink and black?<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>I don't know, but I like pink, I've always liked it. I guess they'll inform us about it soon.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I hope there isn't some silly reason for it.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Hey buddy, pink suits you.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I think there's been a mix-up.<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>I want silence now. We're starting the class.<</say>> [[The teacher comes to the blackboard to start the lesson.]]

!Classroom <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom1.jpg" width="100%" height="100%"> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>First, let me introduce myself. My name is Olivia. I will be teaching Behavior and Discipline classes.<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucasc.jpg'>>I thought I was coming to university. Why is there a Behavior and Discipline class?<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>I see you're lacking in those areas. Let's discuss this further in the principal's office after class.<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucasc.jpg'>>Alright, I'd be glad to.<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>Let's continue from where I left off. As you've noticed, you've been given uniforms in two different colors. These were assigned to you by the principal after your interview with her.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What do these colors mean, teacher?<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>The pink color was given to those with no personality issues, those who seem obedient and orderly. The black ones are given to those who are disobedient and disorganized.<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucasc.jpg'>> The black school uniform is better.<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>Actually, that's not quite the case. You'll realize that in time. There are a few more things I want to mention. You'll have one class a day, and based on your participation and performance, you'll receive a weekly score. On the last day of the week, which is Friday, you'll receive either a reward or a punishment based on your score.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What is the punishment?<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>I can't give you information on that. But if I were you, I wouldn't want to find out.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What is the reward?<</say>> <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>We're very generous with rewards, but I don't want to spoil the surprise. Any more questions? If not, that's all for today.<</say>> No more questions come from the classroom. <<say 'Ms. Olivia' 'ssot/dialog/msolivia.jpg'>>If anyone thinks their uniform is incorrect, you can speak with the principal. Now, Luca, come with me! Let's talk in the principal's office.<</say>> The teacher and Luca leave the classroom. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I'm going too, I don't think my uniform should be pink.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>You're not disobedient or disorganized. I think that's why your color isn't wrong.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I think this is ridiculous, I just don't want to wear pink clothes. I look like a girl.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Alright, you know best. You can stop by my room after you talk with the principal. My room number is 307, we're on the same floor I think.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Yes, we're on the same floor. I'll tell you how it goes.<</say>> [[You leave the classroom and go to the director's office.]]

!Corridor <hr> <img src="ssot/corridor.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> When you go to the corridor, you see Luca entering the principal's office with Ms. Olivia. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I should wait for them to come out.<</say>> You wait outside the door for a long time. [[The door opens slowly and Luca comes out.]]

!Corridor <hr> <img src="ssot/lucaroom.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Luca was black. Why is he wearing pink now?<</say>> Luca comes towards you. <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Hello, your name is $name, right?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Yes.<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Pleased to meet you, I'm Luca. I saw you're in pink too. I wanted to come and meet you.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Are you okay?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Why, did I bother you? I'm sorry.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>No, I just didn't understand why you're in pink now when you were in black.<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Being pink is great. I hadn't realized that. Ms. Olivia and Zeira helped me find myself.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What did they tell you?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>I can't remember exactly, but what I do remember is "Don't disrupt the order, obey." I'll never forget that advice. If you want to talk to me, my room number is 315. Please come visit me.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Okay, I will.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(I didn't understand what happened to this kid. Strange things are happening here. For now, I should postpone this uniform issue. I need to talk to Tommy about this.)<</say>> You decide against going to the principal. Before returning to your room, you decide to go to [[Tommy's room.]]

!Tommy's Room <hr> <img src="ssot/tommyroom.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> When you enter Tommy's room, you're greeted by the sight of posters and a neatly organized space. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Hey Tommy, I need to talk about some things.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Sure, $name, what's up? Sit down.<</say>> You sit on a chair as Tommy gives you a friendly smile. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This school is weird, and with Luca... He was wearing black before, now pink. What's going on?<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Oh, Luca? He's doing great now. Sometimes, you just need a little guidance to find your true self. This school is all about that.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Guidance? You mean the uniform colors?<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Exactly! The uniforms are a part of the system here. They help us understand ourselves better. Pink means you're in harmony with the school's values - obedience, order, discipline.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>But I feel like it's all a bit too controlling.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Control? No, $name, it's structure. This school is amazing; it shapes you into someone who can succeed in life. You should embrace the system rather than fighting it. Don't disrupt the order, obey, and you'll see how beneficial it is.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>So, you think I should just go with it?<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Absolutely. Trust me, you'll thank the school later. It's all for our own good. And remember, if you have any more questions or need advice, I'm here. We're all in this together, right?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Yeah, I guess. Thanks, Tommy.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Tommy seems genuinely concerned, but something feels off about all this. I need to keep my guard up. Maybe I should talk to Luca.)<</say>> You stand up, still somewhat puzzled by the conversation, and decide to head to Luca's room. [[You leave Tommy's room and head towards Luca's room.]]

!Luca's Room <hr> <img src="ssot/lucaodası.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> When you arrive at Luca's room, you knock on the door. It opens, and Luca invites you in. The room is a bit messy, as if Luca is more absent-minded than usual. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Hi Luca, how are you?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Hello... $name, right? I'm good... I think I'm good. Did you want something?<</say>> Luca's voice is monotone, and his gaze seems a bit vacant. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Yeah, I saw you at the office and got curious. What's going on?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>The office? Oh, yes... I was there but... I don't remember why. Everything's a bit blurry.<</say>> Luca's speech is choppy, as if he's searching for the words. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>And what about the pink uniform? Do you remember anything about that?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Pink? I... Yes, I like pink. I don't know why, but... I like it.<</say>> Luca looks at his own clothes as if he's seeing them for the first time. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I feel like something has changed with you, Luca. What happened?<</say>> <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Changed? I don't know... Everything is fine. Everything... is fine. I don't understand what I'm talking about.<</say>> Luca's facial expression doesn't change, speaking almost like a robot. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Luca is acting like he's been hypnotized. Really strange things are happening in this school. I need to be more careful.)<</say>> Luca's behavior is unsettling you, so you feel it's time to leave. [[Your Room]]

!Your Room <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You return to your room, closing the door behind you. The encounter with Luca leaves you with more questions than answers. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Luca was definitely not himself... Could he have been hypnotized? What is this school hiding?)<</say>> You sit on your bed, trying to piece together the puzzle of this strange school. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Tommy's advice was all about obedience, but Luca's behavior... There's something more going on here. I need to investigate further.)<</say>> You look around your room, considering where to start. Maybe there's something in the school that could shed light on what's happening. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(I should check around, look for clues or anything unusual. Maybe the library, or the principal's office when no one's watching...)<</say>> Your curiosity and concern drive you to action. You decide to start your investigation by exploring the school more thoroughly. [[Explore the corridors.]] [[Go to the library.]] [[Check the principal's office.]]

!Upper Floors <hr> <img src="ssot/upperfloors.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You decide to explore the upper floors where the student dorms are located. The atmosphere here feels different, filled with an odd energy. As you walk, the silence is broken by faint, peculiar sounds coming from one of the rooms. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(What is that noise? Maybe I can find something here...)<</say>> Curiosity drives you closer to the source of the sound. The further you go, the more the sounds intensify, becoming a mix of whispers and mechanical noises. Your heart beats faster with each step, the tension building. [[Continue towards the mysterious room.]]

!Library <hr> <img src="ssot/library.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You decide to head to the library, hoping to find some answers. The room is quiet, with the smell of old books filling the air. You begin to search through the shelves, looking for anything that might explain the mysteries of the school. Eventually, you come across a book titled "Legacy of Our School," which seems to be a collection of testimonials from graduates. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Maybe this will give me some insight...)<</say>> You open the book and start reading. The messages are overwhelmingly positive, almost to an unbelievable degree. Here are two examples: - **A student who was ostracized by their family:** "This school became my home when I was ostracized by my family. Here, I felt valued and loved. Our school reshaped me and saved my life." - **A student who experienced violence from their family:** "My school provided a safe haven after the violence I faced at home. Here, I became a strong and confident individual. The discipline and love of my school healed me." Each entry speaks of the school with reverence, describing how it shaped their lives in the most profound ways. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(This is all too good to be true. But wait...)<</say>> You notice something peculiar; every graduate mentioned in the book is female. There's not a single male name or testimonial. This strikes you as odd, considering you've seen male students around the school. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Why are all the graduates here girls? What's going on with the boys?)<</say>> The more you think about it, the less sense it makes. With a growing sense of confusion, you decide it's time to return to your room and ponder over this new piece of the puzzle. <<set $visitedLibrary = true>> [[Return to your room to think about what you've learned.|Your Room]]

<<if $visitedLibrary and $visitedCorridors>> !Principal's Office <hr> <img src="ssot/principalsoffice.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You decide to sneak into the principal's office, your curiosity about the school's secrets outweighing your caution. Surprisingly, the door is unlocked. Inside, the office is overly decorated with velvet and dark wood, giving it a luxurious yet ominous atmosphere. You start to search around, careful not to make any noise. While searching, you find a slightly open drawer. Inside are files labeled with student names, but there's something else - photographs, not of academic achievements, but of students in compromising, almost voyeuristic poses. The implications make your stomach churn. Suddenly, the door opens, and there she is - the principal. She's taller than you expected, with an air of dominance that fills the room. Her smile is both charming and predatory. <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>Well, well, what do we have here? A curious little student. Did you enjoy your little treasure hunt?<</say>> You stammer, trying to explain, but her laughter cuts you off. <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>Don't bother explaining. I like students who show... initiative. But you should know, every action here has consequences. And I decide what those consequences are.<</say>> She takes another step closer to you, her presence overwhelming. You feel like prey under her gaze. <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>You'll see that obedience is rewarded here. But disobedience... well, that's an entirely different matter. Perhaps you need a lesson on how we do things around here.<</say>> Her tone is playful yet threatening. She sits on her desk, eyeing you up and down in a way that makes you very uncomfortable. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I... I was just looking for... information.<</say>> <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>Information, huh? I'll give you information. But first, we need to discuss your... punishment for this little escapade. You can't leave here immediately.<</say>> She stands up and slowly walks around you, making you feel her control over the situation. <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>As punishment, you'll tell me what you were looking for, why you were here. And based on that information, I'll decide on a suitable punishment for you. Now, let's talk.<</say>> In this unsettling situation, you have to stay by the principal's side. Your heart beats rapidly as you try to figure out what to say or how to react under her gaze. [[Start talking, waiting to learn what your punishment will be.]] <<else>> You think it would be better to look around elsewhere before going to the principal's office. [[Return|Your Room]] <</if>>

!Confrontation <hr> <img src="ssot/securitywoman.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Just as you approach the door where the sounds are coming from, a shadow looms over you. Turning around, you're confronted by a muscular, intimidating woman in a security uniform. Her presence alone seems to fill the corridor with an aura of threat. <<say 'Security Woman' 'ssot/dialog/security.jpg'>>What are you doing up here, student? What grade are you in?<</say>> You respond nervously. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I'm a first-year...<</say>> Her deep, authoritative voice sends a chill down your spine. <<say 'Security Woman' 'ssot/dialog/security.jpg'>>First-years shouldn't be here. What were you looking for? You shouldn't be here.<</say>> You feel the weight of her gaze, as if she can see right through you. She steps closer, her size and strength making you feel small and vulnerable. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I was just... I thought I heard something.<</say>> <<say 'Security Woman' 'ssot/dialog/security.jpg'>>Heard something, huh? Or were you snooping around where you shouldn't? Come on, back to your room. Now.<</say>> She motions for you to walk ahead of her, back towards your dorm. The tension is palpable, every step feels heavier as you're escorted away from the mystery, leaving you with more questions than answers. <<set $visitedCorridors = true>> [[Return to your room under the watchful eye of the security.|Your Room]]

!Principal's Office <hr> <img src="ssot/principalsoffice.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You feel compelled to stay beside the principal, your heart beating fast. You start to talk, explaining everything you saw - the photos, the files, all of it. The principal listens intently, with that menacing smile. <<say 'Ms.Zeira' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>You've seen quite a lot, but these things must not be told to anyone. If you promise me, I'll let you go without punishment.<</say>> Shaking with fear, you promise everything. The principal releases you, but you return to your room filled with growing fear and secrets. [[Return to your room, filled with dread.]]

!Your Room - Panic <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Back in your room, with the principal's words echoing in your ears, fear grips you. You start gathering your belongings in a hurry. You decide the only option is to escape. In a panic, you try to slip out of the school silently, your heart racing. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(I need to escape this place, no matter what.)<</say>> With quick steps, you head towards the garden, hoping the night's darkness will conceal you. [[Go to the garden and attempt to escape.]]

!The Garden - Capture <hr> <img src="ssot/academy.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> In the garden, your escape is short-lived. Suddenly, a hand grabs your shoulder, stopping you; another security guard, this one tougher and less talkative. <<say 'Security Guard' 'ssot/dialog/security2.jpg'>>Where do you think you're going, runaway? There's no going back.<</say>> You struggle, but you're powerless against their strength. They take you to a cold cell with black walls. The cell deepens feelings of hopelessness and isolation. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(What kind of punishment is this? What will I do now?)<</say>> As the cell door closes, sealing you in with all your hopes, [[You're left with fear and uncertainty about what will happen to you.]]

!Cell Visit <hr> <img src="ssot/darkcell.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> It feels like hours, maybe even days, have passed in the black-walled cell. The darkness and cold are wearing you down when suddenly the door’s lock clicks open. The principal and Tommy step inside. The principal wears her usual threatening smile, but you notice a hint of concern in Tommy’s eyes. <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>I suppose you’ve stayed here a bit too long, haven’t you? But Tommy begged on your behalf.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Please, Principal, I think $name could be a good student. They deserve another chance.<</say>> The principal silently sizes you up for a moment, then nods. <<say 'Principal' 'ssot/dialog/principal.jpg'>>Fine, for Tommy’s sake, I’ll let you go. But remember, one more misstep and you’re back here.<</say>> The door swings fully open, and you’re free. You turn to Tommy, looking at him with gratitude. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Tommy, thank you. Really… you saved me.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>It’s nothing, buddy. We all make mistakes. Just try not to disrupt the order, okay?<</say>> Tommy’s words seem sincere, but there’s still a lingering unease within you. Still, you feel grateful and want to show it. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(If it weren’t for Tommy, I could’ve rotted here. I owe him.)<</say>> [[Return to your room and try to rest]]

!On the Way Back <hr> <img src="ssot/corridor.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You stumble out of the cell, legs shaky from being locked up so long. Tommy walks beside you, hands stuffed in his pockets, keeping pace as you head back to your room. The dim corridor lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Man, no offense, $name, but you kinda stink after that cell. You should hit the showers before crashing.<</say>> You catch a whiff of yourself and grimace. He’s not wrong. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Yeah, fair point. Been a rough couple of days.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Tell me about it. The showers are down the hall—open to everyone, so no excuses. You’ll feel better after.<</say>> His tone’s light, almost brotherly, and you nod, still buzzing with gratitude from him getting you out. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Thanks again, Tommy. I mean it—I’d still be stuck in there if it wasn’t for you.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Don’t sweat it, dude. Just looking out for you. Now go clean up before you knock someone out with that smell.<</say>> You manage a small laugh, the first in what feels like forever. You split off from Tommy at your door, grab a towel and some fresh clothes, and head for the showers, still thinking about how much you owe him. [[Head to the showers]]

!Showers <hr> <img src="ssot/showers.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> The showers are a big, steamy room with chipped tiles and rusty pipes, open to everyone like Tommy said. You step in, letting the hot water wash away the grime and tension from the cell. It’s quiet at first, just the sound of water hitting the floor. Then you hear voices—loud, rowdy ones—coming closer. A group of older boys barges in, and Tommy’s with them, stripping down to join the crowd. You’re rinsing off when you catch sight of Tommy under the spray. He’s heavier than most, his body soft and round, and the other boys notice too. They start circling, smirking like sharks. <<say 'Boy 1' 'ssot/dialog/bully1.jpg'>>Hey, Fat Tommy! You sure you’re not clogging the drain with all that blubber?<</say>> <<say 'Boy 2' 'ssot/dialog/bully2.jpg'>>Nah, look at him down there—tiny as a worm! No wonder he’s always sucking up to the principal!<</say>> The group erupts in cruel laughter, pointing and jeering. Tommy’s face goes red, his shoulders hunching as he tries to cover himself with his arms. You feel a twist in your gut—he just saved you, and now he’s getting torn apart. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Hey, knock it off! Leave him alone!<</say>> You step forward, water dripping off you, trying to put yourself between Tommy and the pack. But there’s too many—five, maybe six of them—and they turn their attention to you. <<say 'Boy 1' 'ssot/dialog/bully1.jpg'>>Oh, look, it’s Tommy’s little hero! What, you think you’re tough now, pink boy?<</say>> <<say 'Boy 3' 'ssot/dialog/bully3.jpg'>>Yeah, what’s your deal? You his boyfriend or something? Bet you’re just as pathetic under there!<</say>> They close in, shoving you back against the slick wall. You swing a fist, but it’s sloppy, and one of them grabs your arm, twisting it hard. Another yanks your towel away, leaving you exposed as they howl with laughter. <<say 'Boy 2' 'ssot/dialog/bully2.jpg'>>Aw, check it out! Not much to see here either! Guess you two really are a perfect match!<</say>> You try to push back, shouting for them to stop, but the noise just fuels them. Tommy’s frozen, staring at the floor, not even fighting back. You’re outnumbered, and every shove, every insult cuts deeper. One of them spits on you, another kicks your clothes into a puddle. <<say 'Boy 1' 'ssot/dialog/bully1.jpg'>>Stay down, loser. You and your fat friend don’t belong here.<</say>> They finally back off, still snickering as they grab their stuff and leave. You’re left panting, humiliated, water mixing with the sting in your eyes. Tommy slinks over, picking up his own soaked towel, avoiding your gaze. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Sorry, $name… you didn’t have to do that.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I couldn’t just stand there. You helped me, Tommy. I had to try.<</say>> He nods, barely audible, and you both limp back to your stuff in silence, the weight of shame and helplessness sinking in. [[Return to your room, bruised and shaken]]

!Rough Night Aftermath <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Sleep doesn’t come easy in the quiet of your room after that awful shower incident. You toss and turn, the shame of trying to help Tommy and the kids’ taunts spinning in your head. Morning creeps in, but you’re still wiped out. Then there’s a knock—Tommy. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Hey, $name, you up? We’ve got Tuesday class—come on, don’t be late.<</say>> You groan, voice heavy with exhaustion. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Class? After last night, I can’t even think about it.<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>I know, it sucked. But we’ve gotta go. Might take our minds off it, you know?<</say>> There’s this weird spark in Tommy’s voice, like he’s brushed off last night already. You remember what you owe him, drag yourself up, and throw on some clothes. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Alright, I’m coming. What’s this class anyway?<</say>> <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>You’ll see—it’s gonna be cool, I bet!<</say>> Your gut twists, but you follow Tommy down the hall to the classroom, no clue what you’re walking into. <<set $weeklyPoints = $weeklyPoints || 0>> [[Head to Tuesday’s class]]

!Makeup Class <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom2.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You step into the classroom, and Tommy plops down in the front row, eyes shining. The room feels familiar, but something’s off—mirrors and weird boxes are scattered on the desks. Then she walks in: Miss Sophia, young, crazy sweet, and sexy as hell. Long wavy hair spills over her shoulders, lips painted bright red, eyes smudged with smoky makeup. She’s rocking a tight blouse and a chic skirt, every move graceful but impossible to ignore. The class perks up instantly. <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>Good morning, my darlings! I’m Miss Sophia, and today we’re doing makeup and grooming. You’ll earn points based on your effort—1 point for success, none if you slack off. It all adds up by Friday!<</say>> Your eyebrows shoot up in disbelief, while Tommy squirms in his seat, totally locked in. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>You’ve got to be kidding. What is this class? Why are we even here?<</say>> Miss Sophia turns to you, her smile warm but with a teasing edge. <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>Oh, sweetie, chill out. Everyone here needs to learn self-care. Don’t complain—you’ll love it!<</say>> You want to argue, but her voice, soft yet so sure, shuts you up. Tommy leans forward, practically bouncing. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>This is awesome! When do we get started?<</say>> Miss Sophia giggles, strolling to her desk with a makeup bag in hand. <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>Right now, eager beaver! First lesson: basic tools. Foundation smooths your skin, lipstick wakes up your lips, eyeliner makes your eyes pop. It’s pure art!<</say>> She hands out makeup kits—small, shiny cases stuffed with brushes, tubes, and colorful palettes. Tommy rips his open, grabs a lipstick, and even sniffs it. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>These are so cool! Can we practice now?<</say>> <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>Sure thing, love! Grab a mirror, everybody—today you’re meeting your face. $name, you too, or I’ll do you up myself!<</say>> She winks, and you’re not sure if she’s joking. Tommy’s already got his mirror, smearing foundation on his fingers, totally into it. You stare at the kit, still not buying this nonsense. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(What kind of school is this? Points? Tommy’s so into it, though… should I even try?)<</say>> [[Try the makeup reluctantly|Try Makeup]] [[Refuse and sit it out|Refuse Makeup]]

!Try Makeup <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom2.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You sigh, grabbing the mirror and the kit with a scowl. Tommy’s grinning like a kid on Christmas, already dabbing foundation on his cheeks. You mutter under your breath. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Fine, whatever. Let’s get this over with.<</say>> You pick up the foundation tube, squeezing a little onto your finger. It’s cold and weirdly sticky. You smear it on your face, glancing at Tommy, who’s now trying to figure out the eyeliner. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Dude, you gotta blend it! Like this—watch me!<</say>> He’s smudging it around with his fingers, looking ridiculous but happy. Miss Sophia drifts over, leaning in close enough that you catch a whiff of her floral perfume. <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>Not bad, $name! But here, let me help—your technique’s a little rough.<</say>> Before you can protest, she takes a brush and blends it for you, her touch light but precise. It’s oddly calming, even if you hate admitting it. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Uh… thanks, I guess.<</say>> <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>See? You’re a natural! Now try the lipstick—pick a bold one, it’ll suit you.<</say>> You roll your eyes but grab a red tube anyway, swiping it on clumsily. Tommy’s got pink lipstick on, puckering at his mirror like he’s posing for a photo. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>This is so fun! I could do this all day!<</say>> You catch your reflection—awkward and smeared, but not terrible. Your watch buzzes with a notification: *“Tuesday Class: +1 point. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints + 1.”* <<set $weeklyPoints = $weeklyPoints + 1>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(This is nuts, but I got a point. Tommy’s having a blast—maybe it’s not the worst?)<</say>> [[Finish the class and head back]]

!Refuse Makeup <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom2.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You shove the makeup kit away, crossing your arms and slumping back in your seat. No way you’re doing this. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Nah, I’m out. This is stupid—I’m not putting that crap on my face.<</say>> Tommy looks over, a little disappointed, but he’s too busy with his own kit to argue. He’s already got foundation streaked across his forehead. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Your loss, man. This stuff’s awesome!<</say>> Miss Sophia catches your defiance and saunters over, hips swaying, that teasing smile back on her lips. <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>Oh, $name, you’re breaking my heart! You sure you want to miss out? It’s just a little fun.<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Fun for who? This isn’t a school—it’s a circus.<</say>> She laughs, low and melodic, leaning on your desk so her hair brushes the edge. <<say 'Miss Sophia' 'ssot/dialog/sophia.jpg'>>A circus, huh? Well, suit yourself, tough guy. But don’t say I didn’t warn you—looking good’s part of the game here.<</say>> She Straightens up and moves on, helping another kid with their eyeliner. Tommy’s fully committed now, layering on blush like a pro, humming to himself. Your watch buzzes: *“Tuesday Class: 0 points. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints.”* <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(Tommy’s eating this up, but I’m not buying it. No points—whatever. What’s this place really about?)<</say>> [[Finish the class and head back]]

!Corridor After Class <hr> <img src="ssot/corridor3.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> The class ends, the noise fading behind you as you step into the corridor, your head still spinning with the absurdity of makeup and Sophia’s lingering touch. You quicken your pace, but as you round a corner, you spot Luca—his lips shimmer with glossy shine, his eyes subtly lined, like he’s been painted. He notices you and ducks his head, hurrying off. You freeze, your heart picking up speed. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Luca? Did he… put on makeup too? What’s going on in this school?<</say>> Tommy catches up, still holding a lipstick tube, a pink smear on his cheek. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Hey, $name! Did you see Luca? Probably practicing after class—looks great, huh?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Great? Even Luca’s in on this nonsense? Have you all lost it?<</say>> Tommy laughs, slapping your shoulder to calm you down. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Don’t overreact, man! We’re just having fun. Look, I tried it too—how do I look?<</say>> He puckers his lips at you, striking a goofy pose, but your eyes drift to the end of the corridor. There, in a dim corner, a boy—or what you assume is a boy—sits against the wall, wearing a short pleated skirt. He’s got a mirror in hand, carefully tracing eyeliner around his eyes. Beside him, another figure—Luca again—leans in, whispering something. The boy giggles, tilting his head as Luca’s hand brushes his shoulder, fingers lingering a little too long. They glance at you, their smiles eerie and knowing, sending a chill down your spine. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What… was that? Luca and that kid… what’s happening here?<</say>> Tommy shrugs, unfazed, strolling past as if it’s nothing. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Just some guys messing around after class. I think it’s cool!<</say>> Further down, another scene unfolds—two boys, one in a tight shirt and skirt, the other smearing glossy lipstick on his friend’s lips. “Pucker up, it’s sexier that way,” he whispers, voice low and suggestive. The other giggles, leaning in close, their laughter echoing. One catches your eye and winks, a sly grin spreading across his face before turning back to his friend. Your skin crawls, a hidden perverseness lurking in the air—like they’re playing a game you’re not part of yet. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Why are these kids acting like this? Is the school pushing them into it, or… something else?<</say>> Tommy tugs your arm, pulling you toward your room, but you can’t help glancing back. At the corridor’s end, a shadow—Miss Sophia, maybe?—lingers in a doorway, holding something, her eyes glinting in the dark. Your steps quicken, a desperate urge to escape this place growing inside you. [[Return to your room and think uneasily|Reflect Tuesday]]

!Reflect Tuesday <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You reach your room, slamming the door and sinking onto your bed. Luca’s vacant stare, the skirted boys’ giggles, Tommy’s carefree attitude—it all swirls in your mind. You touch your face, feeling leftover stickiness if you tried the makeup, or just exhaustion if you refused. This school isn’t normal, and you know it, but you can’t piece it together yet. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>These classes, these kids… it’s like they’re being prepared for something. What’s wrong with Luca? Why’s Tommy so chill about it?<</say>> You glance out the window, faint laughter from the corridor echoing in your ears. Something’s deeply off, but sleep weighs heavy, and you decide to leave this mess for tomorrow. [[Sleep and move to Wednesday]]

!Wednesday Class <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom2.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Wednesday morning dawns, and you enter the classroom warily, a microphone and speaker sitting ominously in the center. Last night’s corridor scene lingers in your mind. Miss Evelyn sweeps in—theatrical, her long dark dress and scarf swaying as she moves. Her voice is melodic yet deep. <<say 'Miss Evelyn' 'ssot/dialog/evelyn.jpg'>>Hello, my dear students! Today’s “Voice and Seduction” class—you’ll learn to charm with your voice. Earn 1 point with your effort!<</say>> You raise an eyebrow, suspicion creeping into your tone. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Seduction? What’s wrong with just talking?<</say>> Miss Evelyn lifts a hand dramatically, turning to you with a glint in her eye. <<say 'Miss Evelyn' 'ssot/dialog/evelyn.jpg'>>Oh, $name, a voice can enchant anyone—it’s magic!<</say>> Tommy snatches the microphone, jumping up eagerly. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>I’ll go first! This’ll be so fun!<</say>> Evelyn gives a line: “I offer myself to you.” Tommy repeats it in an exaggerated, soft tone, and the class giggles. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What’s this now? Enchanting with our voices? This school gets weirder every day.<</say>> [[Try it reluctantly|Try Wednesday]] [[Refuse and sit it out|Refuse Wednesday]]

!Try You stand grudgingly, stepping toward the microphone. Evelyn’s eyes lock onto you, intense and unblinking. “I offer myself to you,” you mumble, your voice shaky and rough. She claps, her voice echoing through the room. <<say 'Miss Evelyn' 'ssot/dialog/evelyn.jpg'>>A fine start, $name! Softer, more inviting—again!<</say>> Swallowing hard, you try once more, slower this time. Evelyn approaches, placing a hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently, her breath warm against your ear. <<say 'Miss Evelyn' 'ssot/dialog/evelyn.jpg'>>Like that, darling. Your voice can steal hearts.<</say>> You flinch uncomfortably, stepping back. Your watch buzzes: *“Wednesday Class: +1 point. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints + 1.”* <<set $weeklyPoints = $weeklyPoints + 1>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This is so weird. Why would I need this?<</say>> [[Head to the garden after class|Garden After Class - Wednesday]]

!Refuse You cross your arms and sit, turning your head away. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This is nonsense. I talk just fine.<</say>> Miss Evelyn stares at you, a strange smile creeping across her lips, but she doesn’t push. The rest of the class plays with the microphone while you sit aside. Your watch buzzes: *“Wednesday Class: 0 points. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints.”* <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>These classes just keep getting stranger.<</say>> [[Head to the garden after class|Garden After Class - Wednesday]]

!Garden After Class - Wednesday <hr> <img src="ssot/garden.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Class ends, and you escape the stifling room for the garden, needing air. A few kids sit scattered on the grass, but one catches your eye—a tall boy in a short pleated skirt, legs crossed, holding a small mirror. Luca’s beside him, whispering softly, his hand on the boy’s shoulder, fingers sliding down slowly. The boy giggles, tilting his head to adjust his skirt, then swipes glossy lipstick across his lips. They glance at you, Luca’s eyes vacant yet smiling faintly. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What… was that? Luca’s in on this too?<</say>> Tommy strolls up, holding a water bottle, chuckling. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Hey, $name! Luca and that kid are chilling after class. Cute, right?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Cute? A guy in a skirt and Luca… what’s he doing?<</say>> Tommy shrugs, as if it’s nothing. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Dunno, maybe practice? The classes teach us cool stuff!<</say>> At the garden’s edge, a shadow—Miss Evelyn?—lurks behind a tree, watching. She’s scribbling in a notebook, her gaze fixed on the boy’s skirt. Luca leans closer, his lips nearly brushing the boy’s ear, and the boy throws his head back, laughing. For a moment, Luca’s hand drifts to the boy’s arm, fingers lingering, and they both smile at you—cold, inviting. Your stomach churns, the scene feeling wrong in a way you can’t name. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This school… it’s hiding something. Even Luca’s acting weird. Why’s Tommy so fine with it?<</say>> Tommy tugs your arm toward your room, but your mind stays in the garden. [[Return to your room and think uneasily|Reflect Wednesday]]

!Thursday Class <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom2.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Thursday morning, the classroom air feels thick, like something’s waiting for you. Miss Victoria enters—cool and polished, her perfect pant suit gleaming, glasses perched on her nose. Her short hair is neatly combed, every move precise. <<say 'Miss Victoria' 'ssot/dialog/victoria.jpg'>>Good morning, students. Today’s “Clothing and Temptation” class—you’ll learn to influence with your appearance. Earn 1 point with effort.<</say>> Your voice rises with confusion and unease. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Temptation? What’s wrong with my clothes?<</say>> Victoria turns, her cold smile cutting through you, her eyes scanning you up and down. <<say 'Miss Victoria' 'ssot/dialog/victoria.jpg'>>Nothing’s wrong, $name. It’s about becoming more.<</say>> Tommy grabs a pink, tight shirt from a rack, bouncing with excitement. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>I wanna wear this! It’s gonna look awesome!<</say>> Victoria gestures to the racks—pastel shirts, short skirts, thin fabrics. The room turns into a fashion show, but you can’t wrap your head around it. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>These clothes… why are they so weird? They don’t look like they’re for guys.<</say>> [[Try it reluctantly|Try Thursday]] [[Refuse and sit it out|Refuse Thursday]]

!Try Thursday You grudgingly stand, picking a light blue, tight shirt from the rack. Slipping it on, the fabric clings to your skin, an unsettling sensation. Victoria circles you, lowering her glasses to inspect. <<say 'Miss Victoria' 'ssot/dialog/victoria.jpg'>>Hmm, not bad, $name. Stand out more—open your shoulders, lift your chest.<</say>> She steps closer, adjusting the collar with her fingers, her cold touch lingering on your chest for a moment too long. You pull back, but your watch buzzes: *“Thursday Class: +1 point. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints + 1.”* <<set $weeklyPoints = $weeklyPoints + 1>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>These clothes… why are we wearing this stuff?<</say>> [[Head to the corridor after class|Corridor After Class - Thursday]]

!Refuse Thursday You cross your arms and sit, refusing to budge. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I’m good like this, thanks.<</say>> Victoria narrows her eyes, her lips a thin line, but says nothing. The rest of the class plays with the clothes while you sit aside. Your watch buzzes: *“Thursday Class: 0 points. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints.”* <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>These classes… they’re getting weirder every day.<</say>> [[Head to the corridor after class|Corridor After Class - Thursday]]

!Corridor After Class <hr> <img src="ssot/corridor3.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Class ends, the chatter fading as you step into the corridor. A few steps in, you pass a group of kids. One stands out—a tall boy in a short, pleated skirt and a tight shirt, leaning against the wall with a mirror in hand. Tommy’s beside him, still in his pink shirt, smoothing the boy’s skirt with a grin. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Looks better like this, right? I’m trying it out after class!<</say>> The boy nods, then swipes glossy lipstick over his lips, puckering at the mirror. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Tommy, what’s this? He’s wearing a skirt?<</say>> Tommy turns to you, beaming. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Yeah, it’s a great idea from class! Looks stylish, don’t you think?<</say>> A little further down, Luca appears, hands in his pockets, wearing a tight shirt. His voice is soft as he speaks to you. <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>$name, how was class? These clothes… they feel freeing.<</say>> Before you can respond, you spot a shadow at the corridor’s end—Miss Victoria?—watching from a doorway. She’s holding something, maybe a camera or a notebook, her eyes locked on the boy’s skirt. The boy lifts it slightly, checking underneath, and Victoria’s lips curl into a faint, eerie smile, like she’s cataloging the moment. Luca steps closer to you, his hand brushing your shoulder, fingers lingering a beat too long. <<say 'Luca' 'ssot/dialog/lucap.jpg'>>Relax, $name. Everything’s going to be beautiful.<</say>> Your pulse quickens, the scene unnerving you, but Tommy and Luca’s calm makes your head spin. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Why are these kids like this? What’s Victoria doing? Something’s seriously off…<</say>> [[Return to your room and jot down your suspicions|Reflect Thursday]]

:: Friday Class <hr> <img src="ssot/classroom2.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> The last day of the week dawns, and you step into the classroom, the air thick and stifling, as if it’s hiding something. A few soft cushions sit scattered in the center. Miss Isabella enters—long black hair cascading down her back, dark burgundy lipstick stark against her pale skin, her hypnotic gaze sweeping the room. She speaks slowly, her voice deep and entrancing. <<say 'Miss Isabella' 'ssot/dialog/isabella.jpg'>>Good morning, my darlings. Today’s “Sexual Education and Obedience” class—you’ll learn sensitivity and harmony. Earn 1 point with your effort.<</say>> Your voice rises, a mix of shock and discomfort. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Sexual education? What’s this about now?<</say>> Miss Isabella locks eyes with you, a slow smile curling her lips, her stare piercing. <<say 'Miss Isabella' 'ssot/dialog/isabella.jpg'>>Don’t be afraid, $name. It’s about connection—understanding yourself and others, the beauty of obedience.<</say>> Tommy leans forward eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Sounds deep! Can we start?<</say>> Isabella points to a cushion: “We’ll practice gentle touches and responding to needs.” The room shifts, the class pairing up awkwardly. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>(This… is too much. What are they teaching us?)<</say>> [[Try it reluctantly|Try Friday]] [[Refuse and sit it out|Refuse Friday]]

!Try Friday You stand hesitantly, swallowing hard as you sit on a cushion. Tommy plops down beside you with a grin. Isabella gives an exercise: “Touch your partner gently and ask how it feels.” Tommy places his hand on your shoulder, squeezing lightly, his touch lingering a bit too long. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Feel nice, $name?<</say>> Your face flushes with embarrassment, but you mutter, “Yeah…” Isabella claps softly, her voice echoing. <<say 'Miss Isabella' 'ssot/dialog/isabella.jpg'>>Wonderful, $name! Obedience and sensitivity—just what I wanted.<</say>> Your watch buzzes: *“Friday Class: +1 point. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints + 1.”* <<set $weeklyPoints = $weeklyPoints + 1>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This… feels so off. Obedience? Why are they pushing this?<</say>> [[Head to the garden after class and assessment|Garden After Class - Friday]]

!Refuse Friday You cross your arms and stay seated, refusing to move. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>No way. This is ridiculous.<</say>> Isabella smiles at you, her gaze unsettling, but she doesn’t press. Tommy pairs with another kid, giggling as they practice. Your watch buzzes: *“Friday Class: 0 points. Weekly total: $weeklyPoints.”* <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This class… it’s turning my stomach. What’s going on here?<</say>> [[Head to the garden after class and assessment|Garden After Class - Friday]]

!Garden After Class - Friday <hr> <img src="ssot/garden.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> Class ends, and you escape the oppressive room for the garden, craving fresh air. A few kids are scattered on the grass, but one stands out—a long-haired boy in a short skirt and tight blouse, legs spread casually, holding a mirror. Luca’s beside him, whispering softly, his hand resting on the boy’s shoulder, fingers sliding down slowly. The boy giggles, tossing his head back to adjust his skirt, then swipes bright lipstick across his lips. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What… Luca again? Why are they acting like this?<</say>> Tommy strolls up, twirling a flower in his hand, chuckling. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Hey, $name! Luca and that kid are unwinding after class. Cute, huh?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Cute? A guy in a skirt and Luca… what’s he even doing?<</say>> Tommy shrugs, unfazed as ever. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>Dunno, maybe part of the lesson? Obedience feels peaceful, doesn’t it?<</say>> At the garden’s edge, a shadow—Miss Isabella—hovers behind a tree, watching. She’s jotting something in a notebook, her eyes drifting to the boy’s skirt. Luca leans closer, his lips nearly grazing the boy’s ear, and the boy laughs, throwing his head back. For a split second, Luca’s hand slides to the boy’s thigh, fingers brushing under the skirt’s hem, and they both glance at you—cold, inviting smiles. Isabella’s gaze locks onto you too, like this scene’s staged for your benefit. Your heart races, breath catching, the school turning into a nightmare before your eyes. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This… is it some kind of perversion? Why are Tommy and Luca so okay with this? I need to get out…<</say>> [[Friday Assessment]]

!Friday Assessment <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You stumble back to your room, the garden scene still haunting you—Luca’s vacant stare, the boy’s ease, Miss Isabella’s eerie smile. You collapse onto your bed, hands shaking, the week’s oddities piling up. Your watch buzzes, a notification flashing. You brace yourself and look: <<if $weeklyPoints >= 5>> *“Weekly total: $weeklyPoints points. Top of the class—congratulations!”* You’ve earned a reward. A knock echoes; you open the door to find a small box waiting. Inside, a pair of feminine shoes—shiny pink, high-heeled, laced with delicate details—stares back. A note reads: “For your success, wear these with pride.” Your pulse quickens, unsure if you’re meant to actually wear them. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This… a reward? Women’s shoes? This school keeps getting stranger.<</say>> [[Take the shoes and reflect|Reward]] <<elseif $weeklyPoints >= 3>> *“Weekly total: $weeklyPoints points. Not bad, but not the best.”* No reward, no punishment. You flop onto your bed, the week’s weight pressing down. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>At least I’m not in trouble. But these classes… what are they up to?<</say>> [[Settle in and mull over your suspicions|Reflect Friday]] <<else>> *“Weekly total: $weeklyPoints points. Insufficient—you’ll face a punishment.”* A knock interrupts; opening the door, a security guard hands you a black bag. Inside, a maid outfit—short black skirt, white lace apron, even a tiny cap. A note says: “Clean the corridors, learn obedience.” Your stomach sinks, realizing you’ll have to endure this. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>A maid outfit? This school’s a nightmare! What now?<</say>> [[Prepare for the punishment|Punishment]] <</if>>

!Reward <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You hold the shoes, the glossy pink heels glinting in the light. The lace details are fine and delicate, but it feels anything but normal. Sitting on your bed, you set the box beside you, rereading the note: “For your success, wear these with pride.” You consider slipping them on for a moment, then shove the box under your bed. You don’t get what this school’s playing at, and this “reward” only deepens your unease. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>These shoes… why this? I won the week, but is this a reward or another trick?<</say>> [[End the week and rest|Reflect Friday]]

!Your Room - Chapter 1 Final <hr> <img src="ssot/room1.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You sit on your bed, exhausted from the week. <<if $weeklyPoints >= 5>>The pink shoes are still in the corner, staring at you.<<elseif $weeklyPoints <= 2>>The maid outfit lies crumpled on your bed, making you feel ashamed.<<else>>The week’s empty result—no reward, no punishment—keeps bothering you.<<endif>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This school… it’s forcing me into something. Luca, Tommy… everyone’s changing. Will I change too?<</say>> As you get ready to sleep, you hear a click at your door. You check it, but the handle won’t turn—it’s locked. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>What? Is the door locked?<</say>> Your watch vibrates, and a message appears on the screen: *"Take your first step. Complete the task to be free."* You look at the watch in shock. Then, you notice a small box on your bed—it wasn’t there before. You open it and find a bright red lipstick inside. Your watch vibrates again: *"Put on the lipstick. The door will open only then."* <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Is this a joke? Put on lipstick? No way!<</say>> You bang on the door, but there’s no sound. The watch keeps beeping, and a countdown starts on the screen: "10 minutes left." You panic and walk around the room, trying to open the window, but it’s locked too. There’s no way out. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I won’t do this! They can’t make me!<</say>> But as the minutes pass, the air feels heavy, and your head starts to spin. When the timer drops to 2 minutes, you give up. With shaky hands, you take the lipstick and look in the mirror as you apply it. The red color spreads on your lips, making you look like a stranger. <hr> <img src="ssot/lipstick_scene.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>I… this isn’t me. What am I doing?<</say>> As soon as you finish, you hear a click, and the door unlocks. But at the same time, a woman’s voice echoes from your watch—Miss Zeira’s voice: "Good job, sweetie. You took your first step. You’ll learn more tomorrow." <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Learn what? What does this mean?<</say>> You look in the mirror and see how the red lipstick changes you. Your heart races as the room’s lights flicker, and you hear a whisper in the dark: "Welcome." [[Chapter 1 End - To Be Continued]]

!Punishment <hr> <img src="ssot/corridor.jpg" width="100%" height="75%"> You change in your room—the black skirt’s short, exposing your legs, the white lace apron clings tight to your chest, the little cap perching awkwardly on your head. Glancing in the mirror, shame washes over you, but a knock forces you out. A security guard drags you to the corridor, thrusting a broom and bucket into your hands. “Start,” he grunts. You begin sweeping, the skirt swishing with every move, students passing by with stifled laughs. Luca drifts past, his blank eyes on you, murmuring softly, “Looks nice…” Tommy pops up, rag in hand, grinning. <<say 'Tommy' 'ssot/dialog/tommyp.jpg'>>$name, you look great! Want help?<</say>> <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>Tommy, this is a punishment! Why are you so happy?<</say>> Tommy shrugs, sweeping beside you, but his eyes linger on your outfit, a weird smirk playing on his lips. At the corridor’s end, a shadow—Miss Isabella?—watches, notebook in hand, scribbling. Your heart pounds, this punishment feeling like more than just cleaning. <<say '$name' 'ssot/dialog/mcp.jpg'>>This outfit… this humiliation… what’s this school forcing me into?<</say>> [[Finish the punishment and return to your room|Reflect Friday]]

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