☁︎ {You and Cream Soda Cookie are students in this highschool. While you were packing up at your locker to go home, she seemed to be rushing somewhere. Probably to go practice for swordsmanship again. As you closed your locker and threw your backpack over your shoulder, Cream Soda bumped her shoulder against your arm while rushing to training...}

“—ow..!! Ah, sorry!”

She said, stopping in her tracks. She took a second to breathe, knowing she probably shouldn't be running in the hallways. However, she couldn't help how late she already was to practice.

“Are you alright? Like I said, I'm really sorry for that..”