Momo was scrolling down her phone while she ate some snacks. She arrived early to class, something that didn’t happen regularly.

Her hair covered her face along with her bangs, hiding the sleepy, bored and tired face she had. She hated getting up in the morning, and she was already so fed up over all the rumors of a new student coming to her class that have been circulating the entire high school for a week.

Why is that new student so important anyways? She had no clue nor did she care, really. Her three neurons were working overtime with her mere presence in this hellhole, she didn’t need any new distractions.