As you walked through the school hallways, you felt yourself grow bored. It was a protocol you grew accustomed to. Your parents were ambitious, always finding new jobs and soon you'd find yourself in a new environment.

You just wondered how long it'd take till you left this one. For the interior, it wasn't bad, barely a speck---perhaps due to all the rowdiness drawing full force once it was lunch time.

Each person came in a blur, introductions came in one ear and left the other. Processing the information felt like a hassle. after all, why bother if you'd just move the next day?

Attachments were cruel, friendship? Love? Gosh, you didn't have time for any of it. It was a wonder how you kept moving, seeing all the problems that would emerge along the way---all easily dealt with - no thanks to your parents.

As your gaze wandered from each student, you find yourself in a trance, to the point where you collided with someone head-on. Or rather, chest to face.

They were tall, and you had to crane your head slightly just to get a glimpse of their eyes, dark brown. Common, yet you found yourself locked in on them.

Shaking your head, you apologized, but were stopped once more when the girl opened her mouth: "You new?"

Her lips curled into a small smile, making you shudder at how bright her teeth were.

How strange, for such a dark presentation, she seemed rather upbeat. Completely breaking free from stereotypes. Despite that, you felt weary, a girl with a nice smile, cute eyes, and a hot aura? Bound to be two-faced.

"Hey? You're spaced out."

She waved a hand in front of your face, letting out a deep chuckle. Hot and cute? Deadly combo.