Author's note: this chapter is from Seraphina's point of view
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I raised my gaze and found myself in the familiar classroom, sitting on my own in the far right corner, behind a desk that is designed for two.
I looked around and saw faceless people who are definitely my classmates. Most of them are paired up or in small groups and chatting. Based on their close interaction, I assume that they all know each other well.
Why am I isolated? I am not sure, but I am definitely an outsider, and hostility mixed with rejection around me is tangible. The best I can hope from this bunch of people (aka classmates) is that they will ignore me.
I don't want to attract trouble and I lowered my head while trying to avoid the world. Keeping a low profile came to me naturally and I am confident that I did this often.
