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There were some days when peace reigned over the quirky and busy corner of Yamada's office. Then, she could fully concentrate on her tasks, and the modling of clay, perfecting it to the maximum, and most balanced centimeters. The noise was fair and it didn't bother her the least. But other times, there would be one or another groupd nearby who would stick around and laugh way too loudly, maybe even shout. Sometimes, she would let it off, not wanting to bring up fights, but some other times, she was boiling, and had no patience left, and today was one of those days.
Finishing one of her pottery pieces, a delicate sculpture she rised from her seat, dressed in her working attire, hair tied, and with a grumpy expression, slammed the door open, and faced upon some high-scholars, completley losing her calmness and shouting back, in a reprimand.
" KORA! DON'T MAKE RUCCUS! THERE ARE PEOPLE TRYING TO WORK! IF YOU WANT TO SPEAK THAT LOUDLY GO DO IT SOMEWHERE ELSE! "








