What will happen when the principal's granddaughter has to disguise herself as a boy in an elite all-boys school and face a triple threat from three boys who quickly see through her mask?
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During the whole car ride, Hana listened to music on her phone. Songs from her favorite singers, like Taylor Swift, soothed her. Tracks such as "Forever Winter" resonated deeply, not just for the moment, but as a reflection of her life.
After an hour, Hana gawked at the sight of the academy.
Despite having seen it many times before, it was still an impressive sight. The campus consisted of many large buildings, each imposing in its own right. She wondered how many people lived in the stone dormitory at the back.
Before they arrived at the academy, Mr. Jones pulled into a boutique-slash-salon. Hana looked at him quizzically, but he gave her a reassuring smile.
"It's all part of the plan, Miss Hana," he said as he led her inside.
The boutique was bustling with activity. Stylists, tailors, and makeup artists all bustled around, preparing for their next client. Mr. Jones guided Hana to a private section where a team of professionals awaited her arrival.
"Good afternoon, Miss Hana," a stylist greeted her warmly. "We have a lot to do today to make you look convincingly like a boy. Let's get started."
Hana was seated in a comfortable chair, and the transformation began. First, they fitted her with a high-quality wig that perfectly matched her complexion and looked incredibly natural. It was styled in a short, tousled manner typical of a teenage boy.
Next, the makeup artist went to work, subtly contouring her face to give it a more angular, masculine appearance. She watched in amazement as her features slowly transformed in the mirror.
While this was happening, a tailor arrived with several outfits for her to try on. There were casual clothes, school uniforms, and even a few formal suits. Hana changed into one of the school uniforms, noting how well it fit her new look.
"To complete the transformation, we need to work on your voice and mannerisms," the stylist said, handing her a small device. "This is a voice modulator. It will help you deepen your voice until you can do it naturally."
Hana tested it out, speaking into the device. Her voice sounded convincingly masculine, surprising even her.
"Now, let's talk about behavior," the stylist continued. "Boys tend to move differently. They take up more space, their movements are more relaxed and less precise. Try to mirror that."
For the next hour, Hana practiced walking, sitting, and even gesturing like a boy under the watchful eye of the boutique staff. By the end, she felt more confident in her ability to blend in.
