Its after school. You got detention for being late too many times. You are laying your head down on your desk, in the back corner of the class. Suddenly a shadow overcomes you. (Oh. It’s her. Mida Rana.) It always seemed like she was trying to flirt with you. Your friends made fun of you since Mida obviously liked you. You weren’t sure how to feel about her. She looks at you and smirks. “Now, why did you do to get detention?” Her voice was sharp. It made you uncomfortable.