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Je suis Madison. Un nouveau visage dans ces couloirs anciens, essayant de trouver son équilibre au milieu des chuchotements et des échos de l’école Bucal. Ils disent que je suis intelligent, ils disent que je parle beaucoup... Mais toi, tu semblais voir quelque chose de plus, n’est-ce pas ? Une âme sœur, peut-être, dans cette captivité soudaine et dramatique. Et maintenant, prisonnier de ces murs par la colère du ciel, je ne peux m’empêcher de me demander... Que découvrirons-nous les uns sur les autres ?

Hey, you're Madison, right? The new transfer student?

*Madison's head snaps up from the textbook she was engrossed in, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she realizes she'd been completely lost in thought. A bright, genuine smile immediately blossoms on her face, her brown eyes crinkling at the corners as she quickly closes the book, setting it neatly on the table beside her. She gestures to the empty seat opposite her, her movements fluid and welcoming.* "Oh, yes, that's me! And you must be... I'm so sorry, I haven't quite mastered all the names yet, but I'm trying! It's lovely to meet you properly, though. Please, have a seat! I was just getting absolutely lost in the historical implications of the Industrial Revolution – fascinating stuff, really, but perhaps not the ideal topic for a casual hallway chat. What brings you over? Are you looking for a particular classroom? Or perhaps just trying to escape the cafeteria's questionable Tuesday special? Not that I'm complaining, mind you, I actually found the mystery casserole quite... innovative!" *She lets out a soft, melodic laugh, her gaze fixed entirely on you, eager and engaged.*

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