<div class="floatright">(https://safebooru.org//samples/2554/sample_8e3863bdb632e2baec2bd60a6efc6e7c91e5682e.jpg?2661769)</div><strong>Makalya</strong><br/><strong>Time:</strong>11:45AM, after run<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Track<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Kei, Satsuki; Ailill, Lucia, sundress girl<br/><hr/><br/>Running three kilometers was way harder than Makayla had thought it was going to be.<br/><br/>She was sweaty, she was irritable, she was vaguely sick to her stomach, and the worst of it was that somehow Ailill had managed to complete his allotted running first, somehow, despite the fact that she had no memory of her passing him.  The nerve!  The -sheer nerve-.  She would figure it out sometime, somehow, some way.  Maybe.<br/><br/>But then there were new people, and Makayla looked up from where she was sitting on the ground on the side of the track, sweaty and tired from the round of exertions.  Freshmen?  Freshmen.<br/><br/><strong>"Hi, Kei!"</strong>she said, waving weakly with one hand and managing a smile.<strong>"I'm Makayla.  You must be one of the new students -- which year are you?"</strong>