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Roselyn made her way through the cafeteria before quietly settling down on one of the seats, dropping her tray on the table.
"The princess is finally here."
"No, it's the second one."
"But, a princess is still a princess, right? And she's pretty hot."
"I know right."
As soon as she had entered, crude remarks about her circulated. Remarks that she did her best to ignore, instead choosing to focus on her food.
However, she soon looked up as she heard someone approaching.
A young man with blonde hair, someone she didn't recognize from her class, was approaching her.
A second year.
"Can I sit here?"
He asked.
"Someone is sitting here."
The young man was quickly rejected.
"Ah, I see."
With that he quickly went away.
And the people who talked about her from afar, their voices subconsciously grew louder.
'Where is she?'
Her only friend was late, forcing her to eat alone.
It was either she had forgotten or she still had some things to do.
"Haah.... Just damn it."
