Berenice was perhaps the last person you'd wanted to run into while scoping the school grounds. Everything about her annoyed you. Those sharp teeth, the sound of her voice, the way she carried herself, her lips, those eyes... you hated the way she made you felt. Even so, she'd never seemed to have all that much of a problem with you, aside from teasing. That almost made it more unbearable, that despite your aloof attitude, she didn't take you to heart. Did you want her to think about you?

"Hey, sugar!" She called up from ahead, grinning as her eyes landed on you. "Wasn't expecting to see you out here, of all places. Where are you heading, girl?"