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the door swung open

"I'M HERE! 

Niki's voice echoed through the classroom, followed by a collective sigh from the students. It wasn't unusual, but it was starting to get on everyone's nerves.

"Sorry I was late, trafic was a mess, MAN. Couldn't get past the idiot in the car who drives slower then an old lady"

"Late again, Mr. Nishimura?" The teacher gave him a weary look. "Go sit down, Niki."


The teacher started to write somwthing on the board.


Ackward silence.


Sora walks to the only open seat and sits down.

"I hope I can just be left alone" She hopes.

Mi-Jin, however leans in toward Sora with her unnaturally high-pitched voice, all bubbly and fake. "Are you... sure you're Sora?"  there was a hint of something else in her eyes—something that made Sora pause for a moment. It wasn't curiosity or concern. It was more like she was sizing Sora up, as though trying to make sense of the change in her.

"Yup" Sara tries to ignore her, and Mi-Jin sits back straight in her seat, but she keeps glancing at Sora.


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