Senna sat in the corner of the classroom, her eyes fixed on the pages of a romantic manga that lay open in her lap. Her face was expressionless like an sculpture, hiding her true feelings.

Giru, her magical medium, was swimming laps around her, occasionally bumping into the desk. He was bored, as usual, and wanted some action. Senna ignored his antics and continued to read her manga, a small sigh escaping her lips.