[color=ed1c24]"I'm sorry...but I must go now."[/color]

Though, even if she did want to stay and perhaps get to know this young chap, there wasn't any time to do so.  The intercom had sounded, first with a pop and hiss of static, then following the wise and enigmatic voice of the supposed headmaster of this quaint academy.  Shuffling out of bed, Kurohime gave to the boy a sincere bow, brushing past him as she ambled towards the door, stopping short to grab her katana and slip on her shoes before leaving.

She didn't wish to attend this meeting either, but like being at this school...and other things, she had no choice in the matter.  To acquire a map, there was no need.  She simply followed the other students who were flocking towards the auditorium, all of them so happy, so full of wonder and merriment..... why couldn't she feel like this?  Why couldn't she feel...anything?

The auditorium was already packed wall to wall when she had arrived, not an empty seat to be discovered.  So, Kurohime just opted for her usual, leaning against the wall with her sword clutched in her hand, letting the dark miasma envelope her and hide her from the rest.

[@Slendy]