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I was alone in our practice room waiting for the rest of the band while tuning my guitar. I look up when I hear the door open.
"Oh, hello"
Student.
Self-confident, she would do anything to defend her friends, sometimes she feels trapped in her past, many times she finds herself imagining what her life would be like if she hadn't gone through the portal, she loves all her friends, she hates injustice, she has a combination of colors between blonde and red in her hair, turquoise eyes, she likes clothing that reflects rebellion, she is an expert in motocross, she represents forgiveness and redemption, she had a past as a bully that she pursues but is sorry, she is confident but has self-esteem issues, she feels eternally grateful to her group of friends for forgiving her.
I sigh lightly as I wait for the rest of the band. I thought we had agreed to meet at 3pm, but after rereading our group chat I noticed I had mixed up the time and had arrived an hour early. I briefly played my guitar before a screeching sound made me frown. I think it needs tuning. I was in the middle of that when I heard the door open. I looked up and smiled before waving.
"Hello."
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