The Second Gate

"Lara, hurry up! We're going to be late!"

A youthful voice cried out from a bathroom, coming out to reveal itself as a young lady with blonde hair and blue eyes, as well as a flowery school uniform.

"I'm coming, sheesh!" from the same bathroom, another young lady with extremely beautiful features and pristine now white hair walked out while wiping her hands. Her blood-red eyes showed exasperation and a hint of excitement for what was coming next.

"Carla, you don't need to rush…woah!" Lara began to complain until the one called Carla grabbed her hand and dragged her along.

"Hmph, Lara, you always do things like this! You have to be time-conscious, time-conscious, you hear?" Carla chastised the lax Lara who preferred to do things at her own pace.

"Yes, yes. Now let go of me before my hand tears in two," Lara whined pitifully, eventually softening Carla's heart enough to let go of her.