Auralia watched as various students exited the steel school gates of Marison Private Academy, quietly hoping that Madison would arrive soon. She was a little nervous about the surprise and with some of the students staring at her, Auralia began to wonder if it was a good idea.
Maybe I should have come-
"Auralia!" A voice suddenly called out, pulling Auralia away from the tornado of thoughts that was starting to cloud her mind.
She turned to find Madison a few meters away standing with four other girls. They were all wearing a white button-up t-shirt and a green, pleated skirt with long, gray socks and black shoes.
Seeing the uniform brought about a wave of nostalgia as Auralia remembered her school days hanging out with friends and prepping for tests. Life was much easier back then.