After long hours of non-stop studying, Mizuki has finally drained the energy out of her body. Tons of papers and lots of exams have taken its toll upon her physical and mental self. It is known to many that she is genius when it comes to academics but who can blame her for being tired after a long period of boorish torture? She began to question her decisions of coming her to study. A lot of opportunities have been given to her when she entered college in this island but the days there became a drag when up to now she still don't has a single friend. It is either everyone is afraid to approach her or maybe she is an air girl after all. She know that she tried to be passive but this is seriously to much for her. All she did for the past days is to study, study and study. She really wanted to go out and chill but she was afraid she would get lost if she try to explore the island by herself again.
She remembered how she chose to go to the library and take on advance classes so that she wouldn't be bothered by her lack of friends and that she deeply regret making that decision. She hasn't comb her hair for a week now and her laundry has been piling up (not that she needs to do the laundry anyway since she has a gazillion of clothes). Her room is now so messy and full of papers and books that there might come a time where she kind get lost in it and end up in Narnia. The constant letters of her family urging for her to go back isn't really helping her in any way and instead, it addedto the stress that has been building up for her stay in academy. The short girl, who has never experience such great amount of stress, has no idea on how to resolve her problem.
Similar thoughts have pass by her mind as she lay face down in the pathway of the courtyard. She has been there for a few minutes now after collapsing from lack of energy. The urge to get up or guts to ask a stranger to help her is nowhere in her mind process right now.
She remembered how she chose to go to the library and take on advance classes so that she wouldn't be bothered by her lack of friends and that she deeply regret making that decision. She hasn't comb her hair for a week now and her laundry has been piling up (not that she needs to do the laundry anyway since she has a gazillion of clothes). Her room is now so messy and full of papers and books that there might come a time where she kind get lost in it and end up in Narnia. The constant letters of her family urging for her to go back isn't really helping her in any way and instead, it addedto the stress that has been building up for her stay in academy. The short girl, who has never experience such great amount of stress, has no idea on how to resolve her problem.
Similar thoughts have pass by her mind as she lay face down in the pathway of the courtyard. She has been there for a few minutes now after collapsing from lack of energy. The urge to get up or guts to ask a stranger to help her is nowhere in her mind process right now.