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-Lisa-

The halls aren't packed with students, yet, considering that it is still early. The school that I will be learning for the rest of my school days is, with no doubt, bigger than my previous one. Every detail makes the school look suitable only for rich kids, just being honest. The black and dirty-white marble tiles are too clean, I fear that if I step on the marble tiles, I might just make it dirty. The walls are colored cream, no vandalisms can be seen nor a spot of dirt. Once you enter the large building, the first thing you'll see is nothing, but a plain wall with a tarpaulin hung on the ceiling that will welcome you in the first day of school, but once you go a little further, you'll see two halls on each side. The halls consists of lockers that are gonna be rented by the students for the rest of the school year. In each end of the halls, you'll see a staircase that'll lead you to the second floor of this school. And I wonder where the classrooms are located.

Since I'm new, I don't know where the places were located and I start panicking, scared that I might be late. I turn to my right and let my back face the left hall. I picked right because I'm right-handed and that's basically it. The halls are wide and a few students stood in front of their lockers, talking to their friends maybe about their summer as I kept my head low, not wanting to gain much attention. I hold the straps of my backpack tighter and continue on walking, eyes still focused on the ground.

The voices of the students that slowly fills up the halls, are all clarion. Some talking about how boring their summer was while others talk about things I probably don't care about. I tumble back once I hit, apparently, another body of a human, but the hit isn't that strong and I retain my balance. Slowly looking up, my heart starts racing, strangely. I breathe out seeing that I hit a female and not male. Something about hitting boys just makes me feel uneasy. Besides hitting their sweaty arm or any sweaty part of their body after they play different kinds of games, there's something else, and I just keep thinking that maybe it's because their the opposite sex.

"Ah, m-mianhe," I say in a low, delicate voice as I lower my head again.

I hear the girl sigh and chuckle slightly.

"Ah, you must be new? I haven't seen you around here before."

She states and I look up to see her face.

Her golden brown hair cut under her chest, perfectly curled on the tips, shine perfectly because of the bright lighting inside the school. Her beautiful brown eyes with specks of hazel, look back on my dark brown ones. Her eyelids were perfectly lined with eyeliner, the shape of her eyes were quite similar to a cat's in my point of view. Her red tinted lips looks incredibly soft, though, the upper lips is slightly thinner than the upper part, but it isn't that obvious. Her lips curve up to a smile and I avert my eyes back up to meet her pretty ones.

"U-uh, ne, I am," I force out a shaky smile and immediately look down, feeling my face heat up in embarrassment.

"Oh! Daebak! I'm Jennie, Kim Jennie."

I see her hand reaching out to me, I hesitantly took it with sweaty palms, which is kinda embarrassing

"A-ah, Lisa, Lalisa Manoban," I look up for a second and purse my lips, still smiling.

"I'm guessing you're looking for the office, to get your schedule, right?"

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