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“Hey, piggy, you going with us to the cafe?”
The speaker, an upperclassman girl, is someone who is most certainly not the type to invite Mikan out, at least not seriously. No, she’s merely a distraction, someone to draw the nurse’s attention while another girl works at tying one of her choppy violet locks around the handle of her locker.
“Wh... huh...? Are you i-i-inviting me...?” Mikan murmurs, clearly confused by the change of heart.
“Yeah, come on, hurry up before I change my mind.” The elder girl grumbles, beginning to walk backwards and beckoning her forward.
Mikan follows like a girl in a trance, but she doesn’t get far, as her knotted hair yanks her back and her head CLANG!s against the locker, forcing her into a slump. The group of girls erupts into laughter, and Mikan’s hands instinctively go to her head, her books clattering all over the floor. Dang.
