Idly watching a cloud flutter by, Sakura absentmindedly twirled the end of her pencil around in between her lips, only catching a few fragments of what the tutor at the front was jammering on about. He was ging on about a sbject she had read about earlier: the arrangement of atoms into molecules and the powers that kept them together. It was a pity she wasn't seated directly next to the windows, perhaps whoever the teacher had even taken this into account, making sure that those most easily prone to distraction weren't directly next to the alluring sight of the skies and the lush, green grounds of Yamaku. Instead, Sakura was seated two rows away from the windows, relatively in the middle of the classroom, near the back. The strategic placing had not been lost on her, no doubt the tall people were arranged near the back to ensure a an undeterred learning process for everyone else. That was one of her main issues with Yamaku. As much as it attempted to look as normal as it possibly could, liek a regular school, everything was calculated a little too extensively, from the millimeter cut grass to the accurately proportioned food that they served in the cafeteria for the students that had to take care of what they ate. The nurse had advised her to take eat meals high on proteine to ensure she'd gain weight and muscles swiftly, but Sakura just ate what she pleased.
Finally, the bell rang, prompting every student to pass a collective sigh of relief. Somehow most people seemed to grew sleepier and sleepier towards the end of the schoolday, only to suddenly get injected by a burst of energy the moment the bell sounded their release from the confines of the classroom to enjoy the rest of the pleasant spring day it seemed to be turning out to become. "I'll be expecting exercises one to fifteen made by tomorrow, and don't forget to work on your paper on ions, which is due next week." The teacher managed to call out over the noise of everyone scrambling their things together into their backpacks, which added the simultanious, agonised groan of several less motivated students. While Sakura had been a classmember since the beginning of the year, she hadn't exactly made a whole lot of friends yet, no doubt in no small part related to her more softspoken nature. However, she had to admit that she was a little more apprehensive than she had initially anticipated. Many of the students were, in lack of a better word, weird, and that was the polite way of putting it. Obviously she had expected many students to be weird in their outwards appearance, but she had not perpared for the many quirky, if not outright odd personalities that some seemed to have, as had been proven by their antics in and out of class from what interactions she had had with them before.
With a little reluctance, Sakura scooped up her own things and dumped them into her bag which lacked any sort of order, her cane too, she reluctantly picked up. She supposed it wouldn't be accepted to try out a seat near the window and continue her train of thought. Rather recently, se had read a book about a castle in the sky, which made her pause to wonder at nearly every cloud that floated by, imagining by their shape what the arcitecture of the castle was and to which culture it belonged. Japanese, steampunk, european, african, wooden, stone, metal, ... She had even imagined how when two castles clashed together they had interactions with each other, thunder and lightning being the effect of the wars fought in between and the rain were the falling tears of its inhabitants.
It was only when she bumped into someone, hard, that she even realised that she had already left the classroom a while ago, her legs had carried her out of instinct towards the library, where she spent most of her time these days. The collision was not soft, her long legs carried her with such an increased speed these days that was hard to get used to. The downside was though, that she quickly lost her balance as well, which happened right now. Staggering backwards, her long arms flailed in the air like a drunk helicopter for a moment, almost claiming the eyes or noses from anyone standing too close. With a loud "Ouf!" She landed on her bum, quite confused and disoriented for a moment before she realised that what she had smashed into had been too soft for a wall or a pole, and had to be either a lifesized cushion, or a person. While cushions couldn't talk, she formulated her apologies quickly, before even making an attempt to get up. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there, are you alright?" She stared down at the ground, a bit too late realising that it was not the ground she had bumped into either, instead searching up to the human pillow.
Finally, the bell rang, prompting every student to pass a collective sigh of relief. Somehow most people seemed to grew sleepier and sleepier towards the end of the schoolday, only to suddenly get injected by a burst of energy the moment the bell sounded their release from the confines of the classroom to enjoy the rest of the pleasant spring day it seemed to be turning out to become. "I'll be expecting exercises one to fifteen made by tomorrow, and don't forget to work on your paper on ions, which is due next week." The teacher managed to call out over the noise of everyone scrambling their things together into their backpacks, which added the simultanious, agonised groan of several less motivated students. While Sakura had been a classmember since the beginning of the year, she hadn't exactly made a whole lot of friends yet, no doubt in no small part related to her more softspoken nature. However, she had to admit that she was a little more apprehensive than she had initially anticipated. Many of the students were, in lack of a better word, weird, and that was the polite way of putting it. Obviously she had expected many students to be weird in their outwards appearance, but she had not perpared for the many quirky, if not outright odd personalities that some seemed to have, as had been proven by their antics in and out of class from what interactions she had had with them before.
With a little reluctance, Sakura scooped up her own things and dumped them into her bag which lacked any sort of order, her cane too, she reluctantly picked up. She supposed it wouldn't be accepted to try out a seat near the window and continue her train of thought. Rather recently, se had read a book about a castle in the sky, which made her pause to wonder at nearly every cloud that floated by, imagining by their shape what the arcitecture of the castle was and to which culture it belonged. Japanese, steampunk, european, african, wooden, stone, metal, ... She had even imagined how when two castles clashed together they had interactions with each other, thunder and lightning being the effect of the wars fought in between and the rain were the falling tears of its inhabitants.
It was only when she bumped into someone, hard, that she even realised that she had already left the classroom a while ago, her legs had carried her out of instinct towards the library, where she spent most of her time these days. The collision was not soft, her long legs carried her with such an increased speed these days that was hard to get used to. The downside was though, that she quickly lost her balance as well, which happened right now. Staggering backwards, her long arms flailed in the air like a drunk helicopter for a moment, almost claiming the eyes or noses from anyone standing too close. With a loud "Ouf!" She landed on her bum, quite confused and disoriented for a moment before she realised that what she had smashed into had been too soft for a wall or a pole, and had to be either a lifesized cushion, or a person. While cushions couldn't talk, she formulated her apologies quickly, before even making an attempt to get up. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there, are you alright?" She stared down at the ground, a bit too late realising that it was not the ground she had bumped into either, instead searching up to the human pillow.