A lonely girl sat tracing the raindrops as they raced down the pane of glass her forehead was pressed to. It seemed to be the only thing to keep her mind occupied. That is, so she wouldn't have to focus on all of the mental turmoil surging through her veins every second. All of the sorrow, all of the heartbreak, and most of all, the blame she placed upon herself. The depression suddenly took hold of her thoughts...why did she leave? It's your fault. If you had simply kept you mou-

"Manuela, we have to hurry, or we'll be late!"

At this, the scarlet-haired girl turned to her blonde friend waiting impatiently at the door. Despite her inner conflict tugging at the corners of her face, she wore a smile to hide her feelings and took the other girl's arm.

"You know Yvette," Manuela declaimed, "I don't see much point in them teaching us history. What will we actually learn that they haven't yet taught us? Better yet, why teach us at all if they truly wanted us to be the mothers of soldiers?"

Yvette took a muddled glance at her friend, a frown outlining her face. "Is everything alright with you?"

"Yes, I've told you how many times now?" Manuela chuckled. "Again, I'll ask the question why?"

"I don't know… at first, I thought it was just me, but something about you just seems different...sadder even. At least since Fraulein von Bernbu-"

"I'm alright Yvette, I appreciate your concern," Manuela spoke as she broke into a sincere smile and took her friend by the hand as they descended the large flight of stairs.

As they made their way down to the last flight of stairs, Manuela caught sight of the first stair platform and the sudden downfall of emotions and memories finally hit her. Oh, her poor Fraulein von Bernburg, who had left without saying goodbye to any of the girls. It was all my fault...I made her leave. She hated me that much...and now, she's probably forgotten about all of us here. Forgotten about me...That specific platform that the girl was now stepping ever so slowly over, was where she has first seen Fraulein von Bernburg.

She remorsed in the memory of the breath catching in her throat as soon as they made eye contact. Then, as fragile as she was, she knew nothing of what she felt for the teacher. She remembered not being able to speak, her eyes just trying to cope with the kindness and beauty in front of her. The teacher had always been too kind. Especially to Manuela…

"Yvette, do we have a test today?" Manuela attempted to distract herself from her fixated mood.

The blonde girl hesitated for a second, "No, I don't believe so."

"Thank you." Manuela smiled narrowly.

As they neared the classroom, Manuela's expectancy of her emotions to surrender was useless as the memory of the exact moment her former teacher had given her a blouse. Her blouse.

"That should fit. Shouldn't it?" Fraulein von Bernburg wondered aloud as she held up the blouse to Manuela's bust.

"I can keep it?"

"Yes."

Manuela simpered slightly before asking, " And may I wear it?"

"Yes. What else?" The teacher laughed.

Manuela just stared in adoration for this woman she loved so dearly. Her mind just froze, and she couldn't think of what to say.

"You're...You're so...You're like...like," the older woman gave her a peculiar look before the girl simply said, "Thank you." To which the teacher nodded.

"Go to bed now. Good night."

"Good night." Manuela stepped awkwardly before the door before turning to her…

"Kleist! Meinhardis! Late again?!" Racket boomed over the crowd of girls pouring their attention on the two shaking girls.

"I'm sorry it won't happen again!" Both girls uttered, almost simultaneously as they marched to their seats.

Manuela sat down but her mind slowly drifted off to the memory of Fraulein von Bernburg's hand in hers, and the feeling of her lips against the soft skin…

AN/ So, I thought I might get the first two chapters out of the way and start the actual story. I didn't introduce the school since the two years have passed as robustly as I had planned, but I'm hoping to slowly reveal what has been happening throughout each chapter (and also hoping to end this run-on sentence lol). I also want to apologize (although I have somehow been praised by this) for being overly detailed. It has been a habit that has rotted my writing since the third grade (a long time). Hopefully you all can forgive me by setting my exhaustive comprehension aside and actually enjoy the fanfic. Have a nice day, (or evening; wherever you are).

AN Reprise/ I think I might just start (although it has absolutely nothing to do with the fanfic) recommending y'all some music that I like, or music that is just handsomely alluring to the ears. So for today's rec:Kiss From A Rose by Seal

Thank you to the one person who actually read this far! :^)