Oliva watched the halls fill she felt herself somewhat drawn to the room that some of the flyers around the school displayed, but she watches from afar her camera and note pad in her hand, she could not say why exactly she came even down the same hall, it was out of the way of how she normally went.

She decided she should just keep moving, curiosity that was all a thought of rebellion against her parents "Padre sarebbe croce" ("father would be cross") she lightly spoke to herself as she turned away from the room with a sigh