The August wind was sticky and greasy, and the hot wind blew over the girl's face. The drops of sweat were particularly clear on the girl's snow-white face. She had a high ponytail and a delicate face. Because it was the first day of school, she was wearing a white shirt and her legs were fair and slender under a plaid skirt. She walked into the classroom of Grade 19 and sat by the window.
Intention: Depends on mood