There was a single knock on the door, hard and sharp, as if someone on the other side lashed out with the knuckles.
Almost without pause, door opened, revealing statuesque brown-skinned girl in military uniform with harversack over one shoulder.
She sweeped the classroom with her golden, almost glowing eyes and frowned, checking something on her ruggedized smartphone and intently examining teacher's face and posture. Finally satisfied, she slightly bowed out of reflex so as to not collide with the doorframe and stepped inside.
Once inside, she shut the door behin herself, then sweeped the classroom once again. Evidently reaching some conclusion, she gave slight nod to the teacher with quiet:
[b][color=fff79a]- Sir.[/color][/b]
Not waiting for a response nor explaining her late arrival she proceeded to the closest empty chair availible - one beside lightly-brown-haired girl with the glasses that talked about sky and gazing at it. Not giving those strange - for this class, at least - words much thought, Gloria carefully positioned herself on the chair beside the girl and fished in her haversack for the notebook and pencil case - after all, it would not do to miss much of one of the few classes she actually enjoyed in here.