“That won’t do! That won’t do at all. I thought for sure a student at the Ophelia would at least have better fashion taste. You must come shopping with me sometime, MY treat.”

Easy for her to say, you thought. Mollie had always been better at coordination than anyone else in Iolite Dorm. Now, if she could only keep those thoughts to herself.

“Ah! You there! What an embarrassing sight! This school has gotten so lax, I swear.” Before you knew it, the ghost girl was fixing YOUR hair.