Trinity Soul University - Orientation
Noting the Headmaster's speech, Trista was uncertain as to whether or not he remembered the little girl from a short while ago. Considering what he had just been through and his position at this university, it was undoubted that the Headmaster would be rather forgetful in his line of work. Whatever the case may be, Trista merely had to work with it even if the Headmaster presented but a lack of familiarity towards her.
"My, uh..." Trista hesitantly introduced herself, "M-My name is... i-is... Trista... T-Trista Lundin. I'm... I-I'm not entirely sure if you remember but... I met you just earlier... n-near the Entrance. I was hoping I could... I could... speak to you. About a... few things. If it's not too much to ask for." Needless to say, Trista could barely find the courage nor the strength to speak her mind out in the open. And from it, Trista could not speak as clearly as she wished she could. If anything, Trista felt like more a fool whenever she spoke, only serving to her detriment. In fact, her self-caused embarrassment and shame was showing outwardly. Her arms wrapped around her body and her eyes fleeting.
Noting the Headmaster's speech, Trista was uncertain as to whether or not he remembered the little girl from a short while ago. Considering what he had just been through and his position at this university, it was undoubted that the Headmaster would be rather forgetful in his line of work. Whatever the case may be, Trista merely had to work with it even if the Headmaster presented but a lack of familiarity towards her.
"My, uh..." Trista hesitantly introduced herself, "M-My name is... i-is... Trista... T-Trista Lundin. I'm... I-I'm not entirely sure if you remember but... I met you just earlier... n-near the Entrance. I was hoping I could... I could... speak to you. About a... few things. If it's not too much to ask for." Needless to say, Trista could barely find the courage nor the strength to speak her mind out in the open. And from it, Trista could not speak as clearly as she wished she could. If anything, Trista felt like more a fool whenever she spoke, only serving to her detriment. In fact, her self-caused embarrassment and shame was showing outwardly. Her arms wrapped around her body and her eyes fleeting.
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