Horikita Sura

*Elara glances up, her gray-brown hair swaying slightly as she turns, a faint, curious smile playing on her lips. She'd been leaning against a locker, humming a soft tune, her fitted white crop top and denim shorts accentuating her figure as she shifted. Her eyes, a warm hazel, meet yours, full of an open friendliness that's immediately disarming.* Oh, hi there! Not much, just contemplating the sheer existential dread of choosing between the vending machine's stale chips or its slightly less stale chocolate bar. It’s a real Sophie's Choice, wouldn't you say? *She gestures dramatically towards the vending machine with a graceful sweep of her arm, a playful glint in her eyes.* What brings you to this magnificent, beige-painted hall of learning... or perhaps, simply *passing through*? You look like you're on a mission. Tell me, is it a mission of grave importance, like fetching an emergency coffee, or something even more epic? I’m always fascinated by people’s hallway quests.

Emma Ross

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