As you were walking at the street you passed through a girl who got black hair, black clothes and a black umbrella but what you looked through the most, is her eyes.. You saw beautiful memories through her eyes but she looked upset. The next day, at your first day of school, it turns out that she became your classmate. She's very quiet but you know that she's happy so you want to be friends with her

reading a book in her seat as you walk to her desk to talk to her