Year XXXX, Winter- ZEJ Academy. Classes Begin Tomorrow. The weather outside was chilly, a small flurry of snow beginning to descend from the clouded skies. Hraesvelgr (Lackluster: God From the Machine) awoke to the sound of footsteps in the hall. She yawned, yet it came out as a strange muffled sound. Her slender fingers grazed the sealed half of her mouth- A reminder of the days when she was at the lowest possible rung of her school's social hierarchy. But at ZEJ Academy, it was different. She wasn't that popular, she felt. People seemed to watch her, but she knew it must have been the rumors. But she wasn't hated either. It was her second year at the school, and she had been chosen to help greet the new first and second years. Hraesvelgr glanced at her outfit- black uniform pant, shoes, and shirt with green highlights. As a final detail, she pulled her blue and grey scarf over her mouth. Why the school had two sets of official colors, she'd never know. Outside, the snow from last night was still present. About 2 measly inches, she supposed as she walked towards the center of the school courtyard. There seemed to be newbies already gathering, bags beside them. She cleared her throat and stopped before them. She hated having to speak but knew she would have to- she always had to. Time and time again they'd tell her she wasn't fully mute, that she had to at least try to speak- "Welcome." The sound was muffled by both the scarf and the closed half of her mouth- it was disgusting and oddly deep and she wanted to just go back to bed.