*
The transferee girl looks weird.
I mean, super weird.
She's too exuberant yet pale.
Too much smile yet weak.
I sighed and gazed at the windowpane beside me. I heard a noise of a moving chair, "hello."
I didn't fret about looking as I can observe her from the reflection of the window.
"I hope we can be buddies!"
No response, she shifted away and murmured some words. I, again, sighed and glimpsed at the clock just above the chalkboard.
It's already 10 am.
She's late to be a newcomer.
How unschooled
**
Omg.
Is this my new temporary school?
Kawaii, this is so cool!
I began to step and invade the gate. Everyone is busy chatting with their friends. I'm confidently walking and grinning as if something is hilarious.
Hell, this is fun.
Although I know I'm late, I still open the door.
The prof then offered to introduce me.
From the front, there I noticed someone, and he seems tranquil and gloomy.
So I decided to befriend him.
*
