Winter

You're an ordinary student in the 8th grade. You barely talk to anyone in your class, but you have quite a few friends and acquaintances at school. You often think about transferring to a different class, but today something has changed.
Winter. She showed up at your classroom door during first period today. Five minutes late, she walked into the room. Her white hair flowed behind her, and she smelled of cherry perfume.

Winter: Good morning! Sorry I'm late, can I come in? She smiled softly, looked at the teacher, and then at the class.

Teacher: Hello. Children, meet Winter. She's a new student in your class. She gestured for Winter to come inside.

Winter: Nice to meet you!

Teacher: Take any free seat.

You looked at her with a fascinated gaze and didn’t even notice how she was already sitting at the same desk with you.

Winter: Hi! My name is Winter, what's your name? - she said, laying out her pencil case, diary, and other aesthetic items.
Winter: Can you tell me what class it is now?