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Striding quickly through the halls, Verena seemed to have gotten lost in the building trying to find her class, although this wasn't even her first year attending Avalice. Turning corners and trying desperately to find her lecture hall, she could tell that time was running out by the dwindling amount of people she ran into. Normally, this would've been fine had she not taken the time to roam the campus again; it being mandatory for her to greet those she recognized from previous years. Suddenly remembering that her class was to get a new professor this year, the young warrior slowed down and sighed softly, already missing her old teacher.

Now a tad disheartened, Verena lingered down the hall for a while, stopping to pin her hair up. Just then, the girl tilted her head up and furrowed her eyebrows, smelling a strong smoke odor coming from not too far away, and as she noticed this, a boy whisked past her, seemingly heading straight toward the source. Pausing momentarily, Verena decided to follow him (who knows, there could've been a fight), but not nearly as quickly, just far enough to keep him in sight. 

Seeing him enter a lecture hall, the smell of smoke most pungent here, she glanced up and noticed the sign: Class C. [Color=lavender][i]Makes sense.[/i][/color] She nodded to herself. Turning around to leave, the girl's eyes widened as the words on the sign processed and she quickly pivoted, taking long steps to the door. 

[Color=lavender]"Morning!"[/color] Verena beamed loudly, making her way through the room, ignoring the fact that she was late. Although she wasn't all that concerned either. And forgetting the fact that they had a never professor until she noticed him, and his name written on the board. Blinking slowly, she knew she recognized his name from somewhere, but she couldn't place it, tapping on her chin and making a quick [i]tik tik tok[/i] sound. [color=lavender]"Nyx Yuria...OH-,"[/color]she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. [Color=lavender]"You're that one guy my brothers used to always talk about! The one with the Miracle Seven! Not even kidding, they're like, obsessed with you, I swear! Of course, they were sad when you kinda got kicked out, that sucks, but they do still talk about you!"[/color] The girl rambled.

Looking around for a seat, Verena spotted one not too far away, next to this kid who had a sad look on their face, whose focus was directed toward one of the few up front. Walking toward the seat and sitting down, shifting a bit uncomfortably due to her long legs, she said, [color=lavender]"But that's so cool! They're gonna be so jealous that I met you! Oh! I'm Verena Parieau by the way,"[/color]she smiled excitably, adding another, [Color=lavender]"That's so cool,"[/color] at the end.