A tall blonde woman was approaching the large school building with firm steps as the rain poured down on her. She hummed a lullaby which reminded her of outstretched lakes, unending forests, raindrops on leaves and snow that reached to your waist. She hadn't seen her beautiful homeland in three years and reminiscing like this made her feel a soft ache in her chest. However, now wasn't a time to become sentimental. She halted for a moment, taking in the large building in front of her. It looked old and rather solemn, especially in this storm. A smile slowly spread across her face. She was home again. 

She readjusted the single, large bag on her shoulder. Most of her stuff was still waiting inside her room, since she preferred to travel light during the summer holidays. She finished this year's journey by opening the large doors and entering. She only noticed that she was drenched as she stood inside the dry hallway. With a smile, she shook off some raindrops as if she were a wolf. She wasn't, of course, but it always made her feel good to behave a little like one. She started re-exploring the building, leaving wet footprints in her wake. After studying at the school for seven, and teaching for three years, the building was more familiar to her than her family home in Sverige. But it was always a blast to walk around and take in the atmosphere after the summer.

As she was walking, she noticed a familiar figure who strolling the halls as well but in a more elegant fashion. The blond woman sped up her pace a bit, taking care not too make any sound. She soon caught up with the other woman and clenched her into a tight bearlike hug while laughing loudly. "Hej! Sabriel, is that you? Gods, I haven't seen you for such a long time! How are you? How was your holiday? Did you go back to Spain?"