They arrive back to the room, and it seemed almost a second later a knock could be heard. When the door was open Klementyna was surprised to see several people come inside, a woman, a young girl, and a boy about their age. Her face was unreadable as she gazed at them all, coming inside HER room, but there was a certain chill in her eyes, a coldness around the set lips upon her face. Couldn't they converse outside of the room? Weren't the Japanese people supposed to be considerate of other people? It seemed this particular family didn't have that lesson in life.<br/><br/>She was standing at that moment, and when the woman who was Kimiko's mother turns to her, smiling, she bows low in apology. Interrupting her speech. Speaking in Japanese, but her accent was quite clear nonetheless. "I'm very sorry. Please excuse me." Before leaving the room, not hearing the apology for not being able to meet the father. Not caring about who the boy or the young girl were. On her way out she accidentally bumped the boy Tatami, and bows, apologizing, before scurrying outside, the door slamming behind her. Closing her away from those people.<br/><br/>She felt like her heart was beating a mile a minute, and it was hard to breathe. She knew it was rude what she did, but she had no other choice. Nor had she meant to slam the door, she just had closed it a bit harder than normal. She didn't care that she was still wearing her slippers, as she walked down the hallway, down the steps, and out the front door, down the front stairs, and away from the building that was her dorm. Following the path that led through the school area, going anywhere except back there. Where all those strangers were.<br/><br/>Klementyna was not normally like this, she was usually sweet and caring and friendly, but that was with people she knew. Not new people, who just bombarded in to her escape. Her only place of home. Her room. Her safe haven. Going over to a group of trees, she sits down on one of the benches that were sitting there, glancing up at the window where she knew her window was, which was easily spotted due to the pink curtains, so different from all the other curtains in the other windows. Wondering what the people thought of her...they probably thought she was rude, just running out of there like that. But at that moment...she didn't care.