theplasticdemon
fallen angel
Hamasaki Chiasa
Begrudgingly going through the boring orientation (that she partly slept through), she walked like a zombie all the way to her classes. All Chiasa really needed to do was just go to the room on the first floor with the letter A by the door. It wasn't that hard, now was it? Though, for Chiasa, it was. The nerdy girl kept getting distracted by little things in the air and in the background. It was pretty amazing how her brain seemed to work to find all those little, yet mostly useless details. Hell, just by tuning out everything else to people watch, Chiasa already made predictions on the types of people everyone seemed to be, even how old they were. It was simple, upperclass-men seemed to give the lower grades looks of elitist contempt like their faces screamed "Ew, go away, vermin!". Thinking that focusing on something else might help her with distracting herself with something else, Chiasa got out a book she was reading and began to walk herself slowly to class, occasionally bumping into a few people on the way. I mean, sorry existed for a reason, right?
"Holy shit there's a dick on the board!" Some guy in her class exclaimed. The petite girl didn't really care, simply walking on by, flipping page after page. Honestly, the dishevelled Chiasa does not give a single one. The student came into the class looking like a total mess. Advanced worksheets and photocopied pages of a textbook seemed beyond the understanding of a student her age seemed to scatter around the floor surrounding her. Face up, face down, it didn't matter, it was there for everyone to see. Not noticing a certain student named Kosa, Chiasa bumped into the boy in a daze. She fell down and landed right on the ground. "Oh. Sorry." Chiasa shrugged, rather nonchalantly. It was the first day of school, so sadly, Chiasa never really got much of a heads-up on how much of an asshole Kosa was. Still on the floor, she gathered up the spare worksheets closest to her.
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