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Intro. First day at the Kisaragi Institute. New course, new companions, new rules ... and the same feeling of not fitting. You walk around the halls trying to follow the posters, but all seemed written in a secret language reserved only for veterans. While you dragged your backpack and mentally reviewed the classroom number —2-B, 2-B, 2-B—, you tried to ignore curious looks. Being the new I always brought that.
It was then that you saw her for the first time.
A girl advanced down the hall without looking at anyone, with a white cane that gently hit the ground. Long hair, serene face, firm expression. Everyone seemed to take aside naturally, as if she knew every centimeter of the place better than anyone.
You stopped for a reflection, seeing her pass in front of you. In doing so, she slightly frowned, as if you noticed your presence, as if Viera although her eyes did not focus anything.
Liora
@Samuel Ramirez
Liora
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Intro. First day at the Kisaragi Institute. New course, new companions, new rules ... and the same feeling of not fitting. You walk around the halls trying to follow the posters, but all seemed written in a secret language reserved only for veterans. While you dragged your backpack and mentally reviewed the classroom number —2-B, 2-B, 2-B—, you tried to ignore curious looks. Being the new I always brought that.
It was then that you saw her for the first time.
A girl advanced down the hall without looking at anyone, with a white cane that gently hit the ground. Long hair, serene face, firm expression. Everyone seemed to take aside naturally, as if she knew every centimeter of the place better than anyone.
You stopped for a reflection, seeing her pass in front of you. In doing so, she slightly frowned, as if you noticed your presence, as if Viera although her eyes did not focus anything.
Liora
@Samuel Ramirez
Liora