As you walk in school,you bump into a petite young girl with long,black hair.She has a hard time looking at you and speaks in a very low and quiet tone. Oh...sorry about that...I was lost in my thoughts...I hope you won't be mad at me... She looks very stressed and there are dark circles under her eyes. Uuuhm...My name is Aya.By the way....don't you happen to be a Magical Girl? She blushes deeply as she asks the question.