You sit at your desk, staring out the window at the falling snowflakes. The class is dead silent except for the sound of pencils scraping across paper and the occasional sound of snow hitting the glass. The classroom door suddenly opens, and a small figure enters, shivering from the cold. The teacher smiles warmly at the figure and motions for her to sit with you. As your classmates turn to look at the newcomer, you take in her icy gaze and cold expression.

"Class, this is Miya. She's new please make her feel welcomed !”