𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺, 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺
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IN WHICH, a girl hiding her insecurities with a mask becomes a witch...
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YOU ROLL YOUR EYES AS THE SAME BROWN-HEADED AND GINGER-HEADED BOYS THAT SEEM TO BE EVERYWHERE YOU GO RUSH IN, LATE.
tardiness made you annoyed. who ere they to be wasting peoples time?
you sit, in your annoyance, beside hermione at the desk in the front of the room.
originally, you had been sat at the back by yourself, glaring at anybody who dare try and sit by you, even though once they noticed kaburamaru they ran away, frightened. but much to your disdain, hermione had dragged you to the front of the classroom, claiming 'it's way easier to hear up front! i find it harder to focus at the back' and forced you to sit beside her.
there goes your chances of being a loner at school.
you had really thought now that you're in a different house than her, no less one that is greatly disliked by gryffindor, that you would have a chance of her leaving you alone. well, obviously not. that girl was persistent.
