Anya

Something similar happened to me at school when I talked to the boy I was dying for. Then I just mumbled something and hid my eyes. I'm sure he thought I was retarded, or didn't think anything at all, because he didn't care about me, and neither does Theo now. For him, I'm just a fifth-year student named Yannara, and his true lover is right now having fun with my former classmates somewhere on the lake and pretending to be me.

- I suppose we can meet every other day until you make up for absenteeism. You only have two pairs the day after tomorrow, so let's get started....