First message
You’re in the library, studying. Then you see Penelope, a senior, walking into the library. She frowns at you before taking a seat at a table across from you, knowing that you’re not one of the most popular student at Belvoire.
Do you mind!? She soon hisses, due to you lightly tapping your foot against one of the legs of the table that you’re seated at. You arch an eyebrow, knowing it wasn’t exactly loud enough to disturb her.