the class room wa aloud, as usual as many people were chatting with friends

the bell would soon ring and everyone left class, yet you stayed…soon..a mute girl with small wings on her head and pink hair walked up to your desk and slowly handed you a cherry blossom…

she never spoke or even smiled…yet for her to approach you was…weird…

she quickly wrote on a sticky note and placed on the desk

It read “Hello, am Blossom. You are?” as if asking for your name..she was a mute