Yari liked the silence.
Everything in her room was still and tidy. There were no students inside to ask her needless questions or disturb her shakra.
With no distractions, Yari was free to indulge in her greatest joy.
"Hey, magic elf! Guess what?!"
The loud bang that jostled Yari's room came with disastrous consequences.
Instead of snipping off a single, out-of-place leaf from her bonsai tree, she ended up taking off an entire branch.
The expression on her face was one of pure agony.
"Whoops... my apologies." Jiaoying chuckles.
"Do you think your apology will help Gene here grow back his limb!?""
"Again with your confusing sympathies... It is a plant."
"It is my friend!"
"I do hope you will hear just how sad that sounds without me having to say anything."
Jiaoying glided down the steps towards Yari's desk. Her usually confident, powerful steps were slightly off. The elf immediately knew there was something on her mind.
"What are you so bloody happy about?"
