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SUHYE WALKED THE SCHOOL HALLS. The day was over, practically everyone had already left. Expectedly for a Friday.
The girl was alone this particular afternoon, Niki having been gone to dance lessons. She wasn't in a rush, she paid attention to the run down school building.
Suhye never had much to do. She had Niki, but he was starting to get more and more busy with his dance career. She didn't blame him, not one bit, she knew how much joy it brought him.
Though herself, she didn't really have a "thing". She wasn't a piano prodigy or an athlete gaining scholarships left and right. She had painting, but she could barely care for it anymore.
So what's left? Her letters.
Her treasured letters.
She heard the sounds of footsteps retreating. She looked up, seeing a boy run off. He definitely looked familiar, but it could've been anyone in the school full of uniforms!
She stopped at the school's bulletin board, she scanned the announcements.
A missing cat, a call for chess players, an advertisement for a school play...
A particular flyer caught her eye:
CALLING FOR STUDENTS TO HELP PLAN SCHOOL EVENTS!
HELP PLAN DANCES! GET CLOSER WITH YOUR CLASSMATES! COORDINATE THINGS SUCH AS SCHOOL SPIRIT DAYS! EXTRA CREDIT AVAILABLE!
MEETINGS EVERY TUESDAY AND FRIDAY!
INTERVIEWS START OCTOBER 9, WE'RE EXCITED TO MEET YOU!
That was a whole lot of exclamation marks. But, I could use that extra credit...
She pulled out her phone to mark the date on her calendar app.
She walked out the school doors.
Suhye started to walk in the rain, without an umbrella.
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