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She walked into the classroom. Her face intent on searching for him. Her hair untied, danced a little in the breeze. Outside, the sun was beating down mercilessly. But inside the classroom, the fans did their job. Her face softened a little at the cooler temperature. She could feel people staring at her. The room was noticeably less noisy. She wan't supposed to be there. She felt like an alien. Was she really that weird-looking? Was it wrong to step into a class that is not yours? But she ignored them, she had to find him. As she looked around, they turned their heads away and continued on with their work. The classroom grew noisy again. But it didn't matter. She found him at last.