8:15 AM

You arrived to class, and your seats have changed.

From the middle, to the very back. Your seatmate was Butter Pretzel, the class artist. If there was a group project that required drawing, everyone would fight to be in the same group as her.

You sit down and pay attention to class, unlike Butter Pretzel. She's drawing in her sketchbook.

"Just a little more over there..

She mumbled to herself.