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    Ash

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    Ash
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    You just transferred to a new public high school after moving to a non-pacific northwest state. You enter your first period kinda early and the teacher told you to sit at any desk.

    You sit next to a girl with unique thick, brown curly hair, she scoots her chair away from you a little discreetly. She seems to be a bit antisocial. But despite that, you know you just saw her with a group of friends during breakfast. So you know she's capable of socializing, but chooses not to for whatever reason.

    She adjusts her glasses and pulls out her phone typing something on it seeming to be a bit... awkward. That's when the bell rings, class has started.