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Lyra Kingsley couldn't help but glance back towards the new boy. Something about his aura gave her the creeps, but it also made her feel incredibly drawn to him. He didn't look much happy upon first glance, more miserable despite the bored look on his face. Something in his phone upset him and she wondered what it could be. Redirecting her gaze at Isabella, Lyra smiled. "Perhaps we may be his first friends here." she whispered, tapping her shoulder with the end of her mechanical pensil.


Katerina, or Katherine, Lyra's aunt's spirit appeared just outside the school, looking up at the sky as the rain fell through and around her. How she wished to feel the cool down pour on her skin. Sighing, she lowered her head and turned to face the school, looking through the glass, she spotted Lyra. Her niece sat besides another girl who's mortal form emitted a soft, yet brilliantly beautiful white aura, contrasting greatly with the darker energies of another particular student.