Still, I managed - to tell Addy the final depths, "I'll tell your father! rolling out," Alicia was forced to push Patrick, who had decided to sideline - Mary fulfilled her studies at Eleciana School in her neighboring country.
The school is a sister school of the Carreria School and an educational institution attended by noble and luxurious son warrant ladies. Only the sister schools have similar interior vibes and gold pieces, and the conversation content of the students is something I've heard of somewhere. Do it. At the next tea party, do it. Now what did you buy... Those brags are not a hobby. It's something I get fed up with if I try from Mary, but conversely, it's something I know how to handle and am familiar with.
The artistic monuments of the bronze statues of the president and famous designers, who watched every day while wondering if I would not understand the significance of building this for the rest of my life, are also at the gate, and I even remember relief in this. Most importantly, both the bronze statue and the monument of the president of the board are separate from those built at the Carreria School, but from Mary's point of view they are a lump sum as incomprehensible substitutes.
I think I'll get used to this soon...... and yes somewhere in my mind Mary is relieved, the president of the board walking forward looked back with a loving smile.
His thinning scalp reflects the light from the window and Mary narrows her eyes slightly. Something is past that chest, but what the hell is this... a feeling of something catching on, unclear.
"I have another female student who's been transferring since two years."
"Oh, really?"
"Most of the classes are elective, but I sometimes take classes on a class basis, so I thought it was because of this that I put them in the same class."
"Thank you for your concern"
Corollo and Mary laugh lovingly and walk after the board president. It's a rare story about a transfer student at the same time, but it's still a thankful story that only one person doesn't have to worry about floating. I'm guessing he was also concerned about being president of the board of directors when he placed me in the same class.
What does it mean to appreciate it and still have an unspeakable heartbreak?
Every time the president's head glowed with glitter, I almost remembered something, and I still can't get out of it by catching it somewhere. A little bit more, even though everything seems to be clear with just a few cuts......
Hell...... and yes when Mary squeaked in her heart, almost at the same time the president of the board stopped.
Apparently, he got into the classroom where he was transferred. If you look at it, you can see people's shadows in the window of a beautiful door. I'm showing some excitement, but unfortunately I can't hear it because of the good construction of the door.
When the president knocked on the door to ask what was going on in such a classroom, the door galloped open and a young, refreshing man peered into his face.
"Thank you for taking the time, Mr. President"
"No, fine. By the way, is the other lady here?
"Yes, I seemed a little lost though. I was going to introduce myself."
Just fine, Mary bowed her head gracefully to the bitter smiling teacher.
He looks a lot younger, but I guess he's a fairly learned figure because he's waving his whip at Eleciana School. The appearance looks good and slightly lighter, but it is Mary's doctrine that does not judge people by their appearance. Though he seems to be a light-hearted man, he may be a scholarly strand or firm in the roots out there. - Never. "People matter on the inside!" I don't mean every beauty. Simply because I am aware that I am a "stunning young lady if I don't move and talk and fix it". That's why I can say "people can't judge by their appearance" all the time. In a good way, in a bad way.
"Nice to meet you, Mary Albert and I already have. One year period, thank you for your guidance."
Pinching up the hem of the skirt and gracefully bowing her head to Mary, the teacher leaked a bitter laugh that she was a "boulder Albert family courtier," then named herself to respond.
If you ask, he said he chose the teacher's path to be younger, to take the position of scholar, and to guide the young people. Speaking briefly, but not lost in his eyes, a firm will was seen, and Mary murmured in her heart that she still could not judge only by the lightness of her appearance.... Well, a yellow voice was heard from a girl student who passed along the way, and her attitude towards it is still mild to smile and wave refreshingly.
Apparently, he's young and good looking. He's the admirer of the girls students. Sure, there's a refreshing, sweet look with a slurring style, some young but older piercings, and besides being a teacher, it's impossible to tell an old girl not to fall in love. It's about "cool teacher" if you look at it from Mary.
"Another transfer student is inside, so I was wondering if you could introduce yourself with me"
"Yeah, of course."
Teachers invite Mary into the classroom as if a gentleman would open the door to a woman.
In contrast, Mary made a small meeting and slowly stepped into the classroom...
"Ladies and gentlemen, I say Lilianne, thank you!
And I said it's like a star. It's so cute that Mark's about to fly off - so from the same sex, he said, "What's going on with the vocal cords?" She's going to ask - with a girl who greets her well with her voice.
"I knew you'd come..."
and a girl who drifts disturbing air as if a lodging enemy had appeared.
At the end of the day, to a few boys students who looked good, Mary was dazzled for a moment.
"Dear Mary, if you need anything, don't hesitate to tell us."
Then, to the president of the board, who bowed his head deeply, Mary called out, "Wait..." and narrowed her eyes to the top of his head, which he could turn to himself for bowing his head.
Among other things, light reflects on that thin part...... At that moment, Mary heard the sound of what was caught in her falling ston,
I remember it again.
This world is still like a maiden game.