Selenia was absent-minded all the way. Unless she noted the professor was giving out important information, she'd just phase out. Just now, Rita had given instructions for the cadets to fill out the mandatory, yet anonymous questionnaire. Mandatory and anonymous? She repeated scornfully in her mind. Bullshit. These set of questions isn't relevant at all. What are they trying to see? If we are perfect SeeD material? Well, screw that. I don't care about SeeD, their objectives, goals, and their retarded comradeship. As long as I get to fight strong opponents, I don't care if they are bad or good. As if such things existed. People have different goals. And SeeD are nothing more than a bunch of hired blades.
She grabbed the blank questionnaire, got up, just as a pale student was making his way back from the basket. Just as she was dropping the piece of paper in the basket, the boy struck of conversation with a masked girl.
"S'cuse me miss?" He called out to her. "If I may be so bold, may I ask the reason you wear a mask if it's obvious to the world that you are beautiful?"
Oh, please. Even though the pale student was taking loudly, Selenia had sharp senses. She turned around and returned to her sit, while the conversation ensued.
"How can you be so sure that I am beautiful if I am wearing this mask? Surely, a mask is supposed to conceal something. So, if you say that I am beautiful, would that fail the purpose of it?" The masked girl stopped again and said the next words in a softer tone "It’s a tradition of a sort, no more."
The chat did not stop, and it did nothing but add to Selenia's already increasing disgust. I wish I would've been born a man, honestly. I had to deal with some wankers like this in the past. She grinned to herself. They will now think about it twice before even approaching.
She got up, looking straight at Rita. "Bathroom," she explained curtly, picked up her blades, and left the room. Walking on the hallways, not being choked by what she perceived to be a hormone-filled room, she felt more at ease. In fact, she was tempted to go to her room, and sleep until next class. That would not be wise, though, she reflected, but at the same time she didn't care much, and she was tired. She decided to get a cup of coffee from a machine, and sat on a long sit next to it, drinking it quietly. Since all the students were in their first period classes, it wasn't loud, and she could enjoy the temporary moment of respite.
The hallway had big windows all across that peaked outside. She took a sip, and enjoyed her 10 minute view, letting her mind phase out again.
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