#nihohonhon

September comes and goes.

Science doesn’t typically have downtime, but when it does, no one fails to take advantage of it. There’s something tranquil about the autumn, even with the noisy background of the rest of the class. Outside, the trees are losing their leaves, and I watch as the wind swirls them away across the school’s courtyard. The sky is dark with the clouds of an oncoming storm, foreboding masses of darkness that creep slowly across the blue expanse above.

I’m not too concerned; I’ve always liked the rain. There’s something tranquil about it.