A Perfect Autumn Evening [2]
It was one of those perfect autumn evenings, so common in stories yet so rare in reality.
In the open hallways of the Mains, a girl walked hugging a clipboard and a couple of papers in her hands. She was not alone, but surrounded by a cluster of other girls who walked around her in a circle.
The girl in question had true-red hair, it went down to her waist and covered her back elegantly like a queen's cape. The girl's expression was light and friendly. She had a cheerful smile covering her face as she talked and chatted with the girls.
They laughed and gossiped as they walked together. The talk was about what girls their age usually talked about. Who is dating whom, which teacher do they have a crush on, who is bitching about whom behind their backs, who is acting like a traitor…things like that.