I stepped off the bus and saw the school waiting for me.

"Caramel Heights," I murmured. "I'm here."

I started walking up the path to the front doors, and as I did, I saw other students going up the path as well, most of them on their first day of school, like me. As I walked, I casually cast my gaze around the other students.

Huh, I thought. There's a few guys here from video games, even! I can see Toy Bonnie, Springtrap, Toy Chica, Freddy... oh, and there's some others I don't even know about... a short, yellow robot with a "64" on his hat... or afro... whichever... and there's some other actual humans here, glad I'm not the only one... oh, hold on, who's this...?

The next student in my sights was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

She wasn't a human, but she was like a human – she was an anthropomorphic cat. Her fur was gray-white, and her eyes sparkled like two emeralds. She turned her shining eyes on me, and that impelled me to look away quickly.

"Wow," I breathed, and then snapped out of my stupor and continued walking, since I realized that I had stopped in my tracks.

The bell then rang as the students entered the school. They filed into the classroom and I joined them. I sat down at my desk and looked around the classroom. I caught sight of the female cat and briefly held my gaze on her, then continued to look around.

Then, the classroom door opened and someone dashed in. He seemed to be made entirely of white 3D pixels with a blue haze around them, and as he ran, I could even see a couple glowing pixelated sweat droplets flying off the back of his head.

The blocky humanoid went behind the desk at the front of the classroom and faced the students.

"Good morning, everyone," he said. "My name is Mr. Cawthon, and I'm the principal of Caramel Heights."

"Good morning, Mr. Cawthon," said the students in unison.

"The classes you will all be attending will be 12th Grade level," said Mr. Cawthon. "When you go to your classes, the teacher will introduce him-or-herself, and he or she will only do this today because it's the first day and you'll all be able to remember all their names whenever you come back here. There's not too many teachers here, but then again, there's not too many classes."

The students chuckled.

"The classes you will be taking are: Arts, Sports, Technics, and... I can't really remember the others, I'll have to take another look at the list," Mr. Cawthon continued. "But also! This school is kind of like a college, so those that enrolled here will be living in their own dorm rooms, and some of you will even be sharing with others..."

Let's hope I get to be with the hot cat girl! I thought.

"So, that's all," said Mr. Cawthon. "With all my rambling, it's almost lunchtime. So since ten minutes isn't enough time for one class (more like a fifth of one), I'll let you all familiarize yourselves with each other until it's time to have lunch. Or even during lunch, heck. Anyways, good luck on your first day, everyone!" Waving, he then left the classroom.

Sweet! I thought. This school sounds like the best school I've ever gone to!

Then, I saw a little yellow hand tapping my arm. I looked to see who it was and saw the squat yellow robot I had seen walking into the school.

"Hi," he said, smiling. "My name's 64 Bot."

"Hey there," I replied. "I'm Creep E. Coyote. Nice to meet you."

Then 64 Bot leaned towards an animatronic fox girl with rainbow hair. "Hi. I'm 64 Bot."

"Um, hi..." said the vixen uncertainly.

Then 64 Bot leaned toward Toy Bonnie. "Hi. I'm 64 Bot."

Kooky kid, I thought, smiling.

My eyes were then drawn back to the cat girl.

I want to know her name, I thought, but I'm too nervous to just ask her.

I looked behind me and saw that Springtrap was sitting behind me.

"Hey, Springtrap?" I said.

"Um... yeah?" he replied. "How do you know my name?"

"I see you in Five Nights at Freddy's 3," I said. "Big fan of your work, by the way."

"Why, thank you," said Springtrap, smiling.

"Anyways," I said, "do you know who she is?" I pointed at the cat girl.

Springtrap nodded. "Yep. Her name is Amy Pawwson, and she's the daughter of Ms. Pawwson, the sports teacher." Then he looked at me. "Why do you ask?"

"Well..." I flicked a glance at Amy and blushed slightly.

"Oh, I see," said Springtrap. "You like her."

"Yeah," I murmured.

"Well, I don't blame you," said Springtrap. "Plenty of guys feel the same way you do."

"Do you?" I asked.

Springtrap paused.

"... Sorry, that information is currently prohibited and cannot be spoken of."

"Does she have a boyfriend?" I asked.

"Not that I know of," said Springtrap.

I felt my heart swell.

"Okay," I said. "Thanks."

"No sweat," said Springtrap.

I turned forward in my seat again and looked at the cat girl, and I saw her head quickly turn away.

She had been looking at me.