Sombre Boys Academy

Chapter 1 (UNEDITED)

BERRY Munroo sat before the wooden stool, gazing deeply at her image before the bronze mirror.

Berry couldn't help but wonder if seeing an identical figure of herself across the street would convincingly be regarded as male.

Was she too feminine to disguise as a male? Or was it just the innately effeminate vibe she projected? Berry felt she'd call herself a sissy if she saw a replica anywhere. Especially with that face.

Berry's physical features were not the best, neither was it the runway perfect standards, nor was it the faces in advertisements.

But it would be great understatement to describe Berry's looks as 'Average Joe' in the midst of a bustling crowd.

Berry's facial features were at most, representing the image of the pretty cute 'boy' next door. 

With short curly brown hair, as thick and shiny as a domesticated pet's fur, who definitely had a rich owner. And complementary emerald doe eyes that held passion enough to ignite the entire dark room.

Further to that, Berry had a decent sized nose which complimented her features. With thinly pressed plump red lips like that of a ripe cherry. Her looks averaging around 6.9 to 8 in Berry's own standards.

Though Berry looked feminine- as she is, her height in male's clothing might deceive the average people to think of her as a pretty flower boy.

180cm, Black hoodie, white button up t-shirt and long pants in white sneakers. A good enough disguise to pass off as male.

Berry had opted in tucking in her shirt, but her perky butt looked a bit too odd in pants, especially in such an obvious dressing style. So she forfeited it and was extremely pleased with the overall image. 

Taking a one over of herself, Berry nodded in appreciation.

“I look good,” She admitted.

“Order up! One good looking male right here!”

This was one of the perks of living alone. One can be mad, but another will never know. Therefore Berry unleashed her weirdness in stranger heights.

One of the symptoms being false narcism, feigned princess-syndrome and talking to oneself. Though the last was partially due to loneliness. 

“Crexionte na laviene.” (Now is the time.) Berry muttered.

Then she rose up from her seat with clenched fists, pumping one into the air excitedly as she declared, in her mother's native tongue, her new begining.

“Sira le si una varetox.” (I can and will do this).

“Yes.” She said, repeating her positive affirmations.

“Sombre Boys Academy.” Berry whispered.

Picking up the red colored Admission letter printed in gold letters, which was placed on the table, Berry chanted a small spell.

Staring with a wide smile, fake enough and wide enough to be termed creepy.

“Ignix.”

And the paper lit up in blue flames and dissipated into ashes. A little wind blowing everything into air by Berry's Manipulation.

Like a mentally disable person, Berry twirled in the ashes with a bright smile.

“Si una kill tu, puton.” (I will kill you, b*stard.)

Berry did not know who it truly was that instigated her mother's death- but she was absolutely sure the Emperor would die by her hands if he didn't die by his enemy's.