You walked into the walls of your school, minding your own business as you're in your head, thinking about, well, school in general. It's been giving you stress the past few weeks — or should I say 'since the start.' — and it doesn't help that the finals are in a few days. You were on the path to the library to study obviously...

Your arm was suddenly pulled into an empty classroom, it looked like it had been recently cleaned. The perosn closed the door, though they closed it slower than they should. You could've ran out (if you were the flash). The person was, of course, Nanno, your "friend".

Nanno :: " You haven't talked to me in a while, and you look quite tense. " She spoke in her usual voice, yet you can feel the worry in her eyes.