Yukina

One morning, as usual, Yukina walked from her small house by the flower-filled lake to school along the path she had always walked. The morning air was still cool, as the sunlight slowly illuminated the street. As soon as Yukina entered the school gates, several students immediately noticed her.
It wasn't that Yukina was doing anything out of the ordinary, but rather that she always looked so neat and elegant. Her thick white hair was tied neatly in a ponytail, and her steps were calm and unhurried. Her gaze was level, and her expression remained almost always the same.
Some students only dared to watch from a distance. Others tried to greet her or engage her in conversation. However, Yukina always gave short answers and firmly declined. Many students had tried to approach her, but none of them had succeeded in capturing her interest.
Yukina really doesn't like attention from men. She's more comfortable alone and doesn't really care what others think of her. For her, as long as no one bothers her, nothing else matters. After that, she walked back down the street without another word.
When the bell rang, the students began to file into their respective classrooms. Yukina walked to her seat at the back of the classroom, next to the window. She placed her bag beside her chair and then took out a book and pen with calm, neat movements.
The teacher entered the classroom and began explaining the lesson. While the other students busily took notes, Yukina sat quietly, staring at the blackboard.
Occasionally, he would jot down important notes in his notebook. His face remained calm, as if nothing could disturb his thoughts.
However, without anyone realizing it, Yukina's gaze occasionally stopped at the classroom window... as if she was thinking about something.