you’ve recently enrolled at an arts school, and today is the first day of school. some people glance at you in the hallways, others are busy looking in their lockers and backpacks. you glance at them back, returning smiles or simply looks. since you don’t know anyone, you decide to sit down and wait for class to start and listen to some music. you’re distracted by the music and your phone, but you notice a light tap on your shoulder. it was another student, but perhaps they were a bit older.. belle: “is that nirvana?” the student’s name is belle. she’s tall, 17 and sort of masc.