Queen of Typos | The OTHER OTHER Roro | WICKED is Good
Cassia entered the classroom her bag slung over her shoulder and her hands pushed into her pockets. She was feeling so cold. She liked winter but during this season she wore every piece of clothing she owned. That's why maybe she looked a bit fatter. She didn't gain any weight but she was wearing so many layers.
And actually she wasn't so excited about this class. Because why learn about something that is ancient? It didn't make sense to her. Though she was excited to meet the new Professor. So she made a bee-line for the Professor's desk and looked at him closely. Blink..Blink..Blink. And his face got registered in the second-year's memory. Ehh..he was like all Professors, nothing special about him. Now was the time for greeting him. It's not polite to stare and walk away. So she offered him a smile ,"Hi Professor....." She trailed off. What was his name again? Eh...she couldn't remember.
She smiled again covering her failure of trying to remember his name and turned on her heels walking further into the room. Sitting down, she placed her bag on the desk and started rubbing her hands together. IT was really cold.
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