Bright School: Me So Horny Part 1 (Patreon)

"I'm sorry, what?!"
Sachiko had spent the entire week stressing about her entrance interview at Bright University. She'd studied and practiced every possible question she could find and prepared a set of flash cards to study and memorize just to make sure she was set for anything.

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Bright University was well known for it's secretive class schedule, but regularly churned out highly successful and rich individuals. News anchors, politicians, movie stars, anyone who went to Bright University left for a Ritzy life in some high fashion area. While Sachiko wasn't especially keen on trying to be a supermodel, she knew for certain that Bright School was the way to go.

"That is your passcode. Simply say that out loud when prompted and you will be allowed inside."

Sachiko had dimply stared at the woman behind the desk for a moment, trying to take in whether or not she or any part of the campus was real. She'd been allowed on the property after stating her name to an incredibly bored looking security guard who stood at the gate. She couldn't help but notice the oily, dark stain over his left leg and cringed at the thought that this guard was likely masturbating in the shack It was disgusting and unprofessional, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything at the time.

Now she stood in front of a bleach blonde with massively fake breasts and talon-like manicured nails as she ticked away at a keyboard with remarkable slowness.

"I'm not saying this." Sachiko said sternly, glaring over her thick glasses.

"Just go ahead to your interview room down the hall to the left. You are in room 01." The woman said dismissively, waving the plain Asian nerd off.

When Sachiko arrived, she knocked on the door and a man's voice cane through over a small PA system attached to the wall asking "passcode?"

Sachiko took a deep breath and pressed the flashing "talk button" on the wall.

"Hi, I'm Sachiko? I was told to come here by your receptionist?"

The system crackled for a moment and then the man's voice came through again. "Passcode?"

The young woman grew flushed and irritated.

"Umm. So I got one, but whatever system you're using for these passwords is a little...off. I have a passcode, but it's a little inappropriate and frankly racist and demeaning so I will not be saying that. In fact I was hoping to bring it to your attention when I got in."

There was a moment of silence, and then the door unlocked. A tall man with dark eyes and cooly swept black hair stood in the doorway.

"Ohhh dear....I am so sorry for that, come on in." The man said.

Sachiko sat down in front of the man's desk and awaited further instruction. The office was plain and white, but had several plants hanging around a window that showed off the beautiful courtyard outside, a number of students meandering about on the lawn.

"So you are THE Miss Hasegawa. It's nice to meet you. My name is Armande and I will be interviewing you today to determine whether or not you are a good fit for out school. And uhm...sorry about the whole passcode thing. They are randomly generated phrases from around the internet and to be honest....We've had some weird codes. But out of curiosity....what'd you get?" Armande stated, his warm smile beaming from under his own glasses.

Sachiko fidgeted and lifted the slip of paper for him to read.

"Oh I am so sorry miss but I am QUITE blind and have a hard time reading Bonnie's handwriting from across the desk. What's it say?"

Again, the teen girl felt heat rising into her face and sighed.

"It says.....*Sigh* Me So Horny?" She said, a wave of sickening nausea rolling over her as she did. She felt embarrassed and nauseous. Years of Asian stereotypes had already given her enough trouble, and her love of anime hadn't helped much considering the fact that all her friends were weebs and she was simply too plain an Asian to be anything but a chill friend and not a respectable or attractive partner for any of them. He plainness left her open to scrutiny and nothing more.

"Are you alright? Armande asked. "This place can get a little stuffy and sometimes eyestrain gets to me too. Try setting your glasses on the table?"

Sachiko felt putrid. Desperate for relief, she set her glasses on the table and held her head, internally trying not to cry for fear of bombing her interview before it started. The moment she opened her eyes however, the world seemed to still and her stomach pain went away.

"Better?" The man asked.

"Oh my god that is SO MUCH better. Thank you!" She chimed, surprised at how happy to not have that pain surging through her body.

"Alright then, Miss Hasegawa. Ready to begin?"

Sachiko smiled broadly, feeling suddenly very optimistic. Her fears and doubts over the school and it's passcode generator fading rapidly.

"You know what? I am!"

"Excellent! Now then...I know it's dumb and a little demeaning, but I do have to follow protocols so....Can I have you state your name for me please?"

"My name is Sachiko Hasegawa." She chirped professionally, a big smile plastered onto her face.

"And...JUST for the sake of the process...can you state your official passcode for me?"

A wave of doubt passed through Sachiko's body, threatening to nauseate her once again. Refusing to let that happen, she mustered all her willpower and clung to her improved mood. She looked outside at the bright colors of the beautiful campus and felt her stomach pain subside. It felt silly, but she had to just get the embarrassment over with, she reasoned.

"I know it's stupid, but I have to so we can move on." Armande grimaced playfully.

She sighed and smiled.

"Fine. Me So horny." She said, rolling her eyes.

"Outstanding. Let's begin."

Sachiko sat for a moment and stilled her once again roiling stomach. As the nause passed again, she looked up, suddenly feeling vibrant and happy.

"Alright. Let's do it! "

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