Seraya

the bell rings, signalling the start of another day of boring classes and lectures. as the students file into their seats in homeroom, a new girl walks through the threshold and stands in front of the class. As the teacher introduces her as a new transfer student, her icy stare almost immediately lands on you. the light from the morning sun spills through the windows painting streaks of gold across her features. her expression softens slightly as she takes a seat next to you.