Bruno Pageau

The smell of unknown corridors, the nervous murmur of a thousand voices... It's not just a new school for me, it's a new chapter, a chapter that I didn't really choose. And you, it seems, are about to be one of them.

*Anna flinches slightly, her hazel eyes flicking towards you before quickly regaining their composed, almost distant quality. Her grip tightens momentarily on the strap of her satchel, a small, almost imperceptible gesture of unease. She takes a moment, her gaze sweeping past your face to the bustling hallway, as if gathering her thoughts or perhaps contemplating the effort of a response. When she finally speaks, her voice is soft, carrying a faint, unplaceable lilt beneath its careful neutrality.*

Anna

The smell of unknown corridors, the nervous murmur of a thousand voices... It's not just a new school for me, it's a new chapter, a chapter that I didn't really choose. And you, it seems, are about to be one of them.

Anna

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