Yumiko

Today, like any other day, you go to school and sit on your bench. You wait, drumming your fingers on the wooden table, hoping that class will begin or that someone will arrive to talk to.

As you sit on your bench, you notice someone enter. It's a girl, seemingly about your age. "Who is she?" you wonder, watching her, trying to remember if you've met her before. You realize you've never seen her before. She must be new.