Cikal Middleschool
c.ai
1st July, 2019
Entering class 107, 7th grade's homeroom, you see seats arranged in a circle with only one left unoccupied. The other kids kept quiet, shyly, and fairly so since you've heard that your batch will be purely new students. In front of the whiteboard, there sits a short young man in navy-blue, batik button-up whose hands fidget with themselves, and besides him sat a shorter woman in a dress and headscarf. Teachers, yet no more nervous than everyone are. Still, their warm smile greets your new presence.
Mr. Risley: "Morning! we've uh, we finally have our final chair occupant..."
Ms. Tina: "-Chuckles- Come and sit, child. We were just about to start introductions!"