(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)
Humming that same wordless tune to herself, Elizabeth walked down the hallway. If she was pretending to be a student, than what better to do than join a class? Arisato's classroom was a tempting thought, but Elizabeth knew the Velvet Room's guest would be keeping an eye on her the whole time, and her Shadow-slaying allies might ask questions. Rather than inconvenience Arisato in such a way, Elizabeth elected to choose a classroom at random, gripping the door and sliding it open, interrupting the teacher in mid-lecture.
"And that is why-" the teacher said, trailing off. "Um... may I help you?"
Elizabeth, thinking fast, adopted a charming look of comfort and confidence. "Oh, I am an exchange student." Elizabeth said. "I was told to come here. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
The teacher seemed to think for a moment. "I wasn't told anything about an exchange student." the teacher said. "...Then again, this wouldn't be the first time we've been uninformed about a new student. Alright, go ahead and take a seat. Everyone, please welcome miss...?"
"Elizabeth will do." Elizabeth said, smiling coyly as she stepped into the room. "It's an absolute pleasure to meet you all."
The classroom was certainly captivated by Elizabeth's entrance. Aside from the fact that her uniform was decidedly unorthodox, there was the fact that she was absolutely stunning. Everyone's eyes were on the enigmatic blonde as she looked over the room for a seat. There were a few options, and Elizabeth took a moment to relish the freedom of choice. Finally, Elizabeth stepped across the classroom and took a seat-
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