Author's Note: I had been promising myself for a while to ACTUALLY do something pro-Hanvi because I don't hate the concept, just the execution, so here is the first part of a cute, fluffy outline to how I think maybe the Gohan/Videl thing would have been better served on the show. The parts are short and this won't be long, but thank you for reading it.
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School was something that Gohan had often fantasized about- in a classroom, he might meet more than ten whole people his age! It was hard to believe that there even were that many other kids in the world! Supposedly they all had time to go play together in the middle of the day, too, and even eat lunch together.
Sometimes, the kids in the same classes became friends and would go home and play even after the school day was over! He knew that higher grades did not have recess, but they did have something called gym, and the television program that Vegeta sometimes watched, Teenage Mystery Hearts, taught Gohan that kids could go wander around the city together after school if they wanted- until their curfew, of course. But that was at least a whole three hours! How cool was that?
Today, barely two weeks before his seventeenth birthday, was Gohan's first day of exploring this oft-heard-of-but-never-witnessed brave, new world of formal education. (His mother had insisted on his elementary and intermediate education happening at home, where he would be, in her words, "safe and accepted." He had never understood the logic there- he was capable of destroying the entire planet if he felt so inclined. How could public school possibly pose a threat to him? Besides, it was a place full of other children his age, not monsters. Surely he would fit right in and his mother was worrying for nothing.) He was very excited to learn and grow with his new friends.
Maybe he would even join a study group with his newfound friends and they could all share their own theories and readings surrounding the thrilling topic of the life cycles of the Papaya Island Banana Slug!
Yeah, Gohan really had no frame of reference for anything even resembling public school, honestly, and as his new teacher presented him to the front of the class, the reason his mother had been so afraid to ever let him attend one made itself abundantly clear through the judgemental stares of his peers. One of his new classmates leaned forward and licked her lips like Gohan was something to eat. Another had the face of someone who pulled off the legs ants for fun- eyes like Vegeta used to have back when he first arrived on Earth.
Gohan had never felt so nervous before in his entire life, and all things considered, that was saying something.
He took his seat, opened his Mathematics book to the second paragraph on page twenty seven, and tried his best to keep the smile on his face from wavering.