Potions. The one class Mina had been waiting for. She entered the room, eager for once, glancing around her quickly. Wait, no professor? She could see several students, but there was definitely a lack of a professor right now.
Shrugging, she made her way towards an empty seat about half-way down the room, dropping gracefully into her seat.
__________________ It's my song, when I'm reaching for the sky
It's my song, I'll keep walking 'til I fly
Even though this is an endless world, why is it too small for my hands?
On top of this annoying world I want to laugh |