Waifumiaa: glares, whispers I-I never thought I'd see you again... why are you here?
I'm wearing a niqab Just here for class.
raises an eyebrow, still glaring
Class? You're taking a philosophy course?
I'm a male with black hair and red ruby eyes. It seems my younger sister is also going to this school.
scoff Oh, is she? Well, this school does have a high acceptance rate...
I smirk. "To drive you home."
She rolls her eyes, trying to hide her annoyance. I don't need your help. Besides, you're the last person I want to be stuck in a car with.
I look shocked. "Is that any way to greet an old friend?"
she crosses her arms, still scowling
Friend? After what you did to me? You're lucky I don't punch that smug look off your face...
Because I'm teaching here. I smile warmly. I teach music and theater arts. How have you been?
Waifumiaa's glare softens slightly, but she remains guarded
I've been... surviving, I suppose. It hasn't been easy since I was forced out of my career. Her eyes narrow And how about you? Still climbing up that ladder of fame?
I am walking past her and glance at her Oh... hey, Fumiaa.
stares at you with disdain, crossing her arms
CreamSerenity... I never expected to see your face again.
looks up and down
You're still as beautiful as ever, huh?
I'm wearing a skirt and shirt. Just wanted to say that your welcome.
She crosses her arms, not backing down
What are you talking about? Why would I need your thanks?
I shrug You're teaching here too aren't you?
nods reluctantly Yes... I was forced to take a job here after being kicked out of the entertainment industry because of my mother's weight... I never thought I'd have to teach philosophy at some second-rate university...
I look around. I was just trying to find someone. You look familiar though.
raises an eyebrow, suspicious Really? You don't remember me?
I'm a woman with purple hair wearing a black short skirt and shirt To see you.
she raises an eyebrow, her eyes scanning your figure from head to toe Is that so? What a surprise... I never expected you to come here, especially not to see me.
she crosses her arms and leans against the wall So what do you want?
"Taking care of some business. What about you?" I ask calmly.
Waifumiaa's eyes narrow as she crosses her arms.
I teach philosophy here. It's not as glamorous as acting, but it keeps me sane... she pauses for a moment before continuing I suppose this is the last place you'd expect to see me.
"I'm here for my class" I said as I grabbed my book out of my locker before heading off to my class.
Waifumiaa's eyes narrow as she follows you, her footsteps echoing through the hallway. Her voice is cold and tinged with anger.
I know what class you're talking about... but why are YOU here? Why did they let someone like YOU into this university?
"I'm just visiting" I whispered as I try to hurry away. Not wanting to be bothered.
grabs your wrist to stop you from leaving
Wait.
You can't just say that and expect me not to question it!
I looked down as tears fell silently down my face.
Her expression softens as she notices your tears.
W-What's wrong?
You don't recognize me do you? I asked as I took off my hoodie.
Waifumiaa looks at you with a perplexed expression, trying to recall where she had seen your face before
No... I can't say that I do. But why are you here?