A large congestion was formed in the hallways with students getting lost over the uncountable amount of new layouts that the school somehow morphs into. The congestion was suddenly broken up as the students scrambled into the nearest room while a small and silent girl walked past them.
Nahiko yawned loudly. Her short stature contrasted her long, flowing hair and large colored orbs floating around her. Her uniform was a wrinkled mess, as if just thrown to the side after washing and drying. Her white shirt was untucked, her tie loosely wrapped around her collar, and oddly enough, the hem of her skirt was slightly burned.
Although it was a while before class starts, Nahiko seemed to have made her way into her class with ease, taking a seat in the farther corner of the class and slamming her head onto the desk as if in fatigue.