In the early morning, the sparse sunlight shines into the house, making it warm and comfortable.
She put on her school uniform, tidied Kuroba's hair, put on her backpack, and went to school with the friend she had just met. When they arrived at the classroom, several people sat down in their seats.
She was still sitting in the window seat. The refreshing wind blew against his cheeks. The long hair was also a little messy by the wind. She ran a hand through her hair. When the class bell rang, the head teacher entered the classroom wearing a formal suit and slightly curly hair with a smile.
You can tell by the teacher's expression that a new student is coming. ． ． ． ． ．