~CLANNAD~
The Tiny Palm's Journey
The girl walked, humming a small tune to herself, through the hallways of the Hikarizaka Private School. She had long brown hair that went almost all the way down her back, with warm brown eyes the color of cinnamon. While her skin was very pale- so much so that it seemed to glow in the light of the hallway- and she was extremely slight, she walked with an ease that betrayed her true strength. No one would ever mistake her for a frail person.
She'd chosen this high school for the express reason that it had been where her mommy and daddy had met. While she knew that finding someone with whom she could fall in love with as deeply as her parents had would be nearly impossible, it was still a hope she held in the back of her mind. The search for romance had to be put on the backburner for a second, as she had a separate problem that was in as much need of attention if not more.
All of her friends had managed to be separated into other class periods, and none of them had lunch at the same time as the pale girl anymore. Besides, her parents hadn't met officially until third year, and the girl herself was only just entering first year. For now, the youth's main goal was to make friends.
"Dan-hm, dan-hm, dan-hm, dan-hm, dan-hm, dai- hm hm hm." She hummed, opening the door to a room entitled '1E'.
The moment she entered the classroom, the girl noticed a male student with blue hair and green eyes looking at her. She turned her head, smiling at him. She gave him a brisk wave. His face lit up, and he grinned widely, enthusiastically waving back. The girl laughed a bit, and noticed a seat in the back row of the class that was empty. It was near a window that overlooked the hill path that was covered in sakura blossoms. Her daddy would have wanted her to sit more in the center, as it would be easier to talk to more people there, but she herself had always wanted to sit in the back corner. It seemed to be a place that would allow her to observe the other students more closely. She wanted to know what the class was like so that she knew which students to talk to.
She looked about the room, again seeing the boy who'd waved at her. He wasn't looking at her now, but was instead talking to another boy, who had orange hair and blue eyes. The blue-haired boy seemed somewhat familiar, but she just couldn't seem to remember a name. She shrugged, deciding to approach him later to talk about it. She kept looking across the room, this time with her eyes landing on a young girl in the opposite corner. She had short, curly silver hair, and was of a petite build, her feet barely touching the ground as she sat in the chair. Her skin was somewhat tanned, and her eyes were bright pink, like bubblegum. She stared directly towards the front of the class, not seeming to be aware of the other students.
The brown haired girl looked up at the clock. Class was about to start, and she decided to approach the girl during lunch period.
The bell rang, signaling the commencement of class. The teacher- a mischievous-looking woman with long red hair that was put up in a ponytail with crimson eyes like the girl had never seen before- began to read off the roll call. The girl waited patiently until she reached her name.
"Okazaki Ushio?" She called.
"Present!" The girl exclaimed.