She looked around at all the other students as he walked her through the school. The stares and whispers were almost enough to make her just want to turn and leave. She had been really focused on her thoughts when suddenly the blonde boy stopped in front of a door. She looked up at him to see that he had a huge grin on his face as she pointed out where she was supposed to be. He seemed like a good guy, but...she knew that it was only because he didn’t know about her. About why she was here. There was no reason to bother getting attached. As he wished her a good first day, she glanced away from him. Her expression looked almost...hurt.
“Heh, y-yeah... Thanks...” she muttered in response before opening the door and walking into the room.
All the teachers immediately looked over her, like they were expecting something completely different. Maybe she didn’t look the part, but they obviously knew why she was here. She couldn’t help but sigh as she was told her schedule. She was a second year still, but most of her accomplishments from the US seemed to be...forgotten. She was going to be in a lower ranked class, something she had expected but wasn’t entirely prepared for in reality. She simply smiled and nodded, despite the frustration that she felt initially at the news. There was no reason to fight it, it wasn’t like someone like her had any hope at a good future anyways.
As her passive-aggressive teacher walked her to her classroom, muttering the whole way, she was slightly surprised to see the blonde boy from earlier sitting near the back of the room. They were...in the same class? She realized she had never actually asked him what year he was, so...she couldn’t be too surprised. Still, it seemed like fate worked in strange ways. Her widened eyes narrowed and her gaze shifted back to the floor once the teacher began to speak over the students, giving her a half-assed introduction and pointing her towards the empty seat next to her accidental acquaintance.
