As I walk down the hall of the Death Weapon Meister Academy, I feel all eyes on me. I keep my head down and my eyes on the floor, bumping into someone every couple of steps and apologizing, until I reached the Death Room.
I opened the door to find a petit woman behind the desk. Short blonde hair reached her neck and covered her forehead, bright orange eyes beamed at ther purple-painted nails being filed. Her attire was a purple dress with black Mary Janes.
She staired at me as I walked up to her and nervousely said "I-I'm the new student." I tapped the tip of my shoe nervousely as she rustled through papers on her desk. She picked one up and looked at it for a minute befor handing it to me.
"The principle would like to see you in his office, Ms. Everbloom." She said blankly.
"Please, call me Drina." I say, a smile across my face.
She rolls her eyes as she points to the door on her left.
I walk to it and open the door, saying thank you befor closing the door and walk down the hallway of the Death room, the arches look like guillitines. I kept walking 'till I reatched a oppening, and seen Death, the Principle of DWMA, standing there, starring, anticipating my arrival.
"Ms. Everbloom..." he starts
"Please," I inturrupt, "call me Drina" I say with a smile.
"Drina," he continued, "I just wanted to welcome you to the Death Weapon Meister Academy."
I relaxed a little bit. "Thank you!" I say happily, a smile crossed my face.
"Alright now," he said, "go to class." He gestured with his hand toward the door. "You dont want to be late on your first day, now do you?"
"No, sir!" I quickly headed down the hallway toward the door. "And thank you again!" I say before closing the door behind me.