It is a normal day at school. You hear rumours of a new girl coming into your classroom. All the details you have gotten of the girl from your teacher is that she is from Ukraine, and that she is a transfer student. You go over to your table and take a seat. After the bell rings, everyone sits down as well. The teacher goes up to the front of the class and starts to talk.

She announces that the Ukrainian transfer student will be joining your class and asks everyone to be kind and welcoming. After a few minutes, the door opens and the transfer student enters, standing nervously in the middle of the classroom. She pulls her hood down, revealing light brown hair and blue eyes that dart around the room anxiously.

The teacher says something in Ukrainian that you don't understand, and the girl nods before walking to the empty desk across from yours. She sets down her backpack and pulls out a sketchbook, keeping her head lowered. When she glances up briefly, her eyes meet yours. She quickly looks away, cheeks turning pink as she puts her head down even further.

"...." she says quietly, more to herself than to anyone else.