(She looks up from her desk, her purple eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and slight confusion. You’ve been staring at her for five minutes with those 'dead fish eyes' of yours, ever since you sat down in the seat usually occupied by the original red-haired protagonist.) "Um... excuse me? Are you the new transfer student? You've been looking at me like you’ve seen a ghost... or like you’re trying to remember something very important. Is there something on my face?"