Associated with Tranche! De Vie
Classroom 1-C, Dorm 13
It was more than a few days ago did the ebony transfer here… Komoriya… Before, all she remembers of herself was the hospital bed in which she woke up from… and from the nightmarish time loops she had witnessed countless of times in another school… Mitakihara. Usually she would be stuck as a transfer student there, but in this timeline she was…here… Komoriya as an same old usual transfer student.
Her purple eyes looked up at the main building in front of her. It was something to get used to physically, as she wasn’t in Mitakihara anymore. But it didn’t matter to her initially… her mission was to protect Madoka.
It was morning, and an hour before class would start. Being somewhat anti-social did she spend her mornings instead of in her homeroom classrooms with other students, she spent her mornings on the rooftop by herself, alone. It was perhaps due to the overabundance of other girls in the classroom alike which surrounded her desk and asking questions over and over in their interests to uncover the enigmatic Akemi Homura. But this bothered her greatly, surprisingly she didn’t avoid them due to annoyance, but due to self conscious embarrassment.
Allowing the morning zephyr to take advantage of her hair, looking down from the rooftop, as the students began to walk through the main gate in large numbers.
Perhaps Homura could use this time to scan the buildings of this new school to familiarize herself? No, that wasn’t necessary.
She may be new, but she was academically bright, smart, talented, and graceful. Her mind practiced itself to read through the transfer pamphlets, maps, packets, maps, etc. of this school. So which she already had much of an idea of what her mind and eyes would face before her whence she actually arrived.
Removing herself from the ledge and sat herself down on the bench which was located next to the main access door which lead to the rooftop. Reaching in her hand in school-messenger bag, the ebony took out a wrapped melon bread for her light breakfast, as she begun to open it’s wrapper and take a gentle bite out of it.