@Akbadain The high school of Kyoto was definitely prestigious indeed, not many would simply be allowed to be transferred within its walls, only those who were truly able to pass the gruelling entrance exams were able to get in. Luckily, for the girl known as Vivianne, such a thing was trivial in her eyes. Gracing through the exams with a full mark, she was to be known as the prodigy who denied the free pass into the school. Her name was already known, even among those of the uglier age groups. Vivianne, simply, was that wonderful. This all came at a cost, however. Having insomnia wasn't the best of situations to be within, especially at the tender age of 15, but one could not be picky in life. There were obvious advantages to such a thing, and while she has been on medication to get her sleeping in check, it seems her mind is far more powerful, her body controlled by it, and her very existence being one hell of a ride for those involved with her. That day at school, was some day to remember. Vivianne's memory had taken a hit due to her lack of sleep, and she wore her full uniform on what was to be a rare day of casual clothing. Sighing to herself, she did mind the abuse that was getting thrown at her in the form of words. She closed them out from within, being able to think on ways unknown to the wider view, but perhaps someone, somewhere, would be able to hear her cries for help, from the words which threatened to pierce through her mental defences. Vivianne simply wished to be left alone that day, but it seemed her ignorance to those throwing insults, those of a higher grade, were getting angry due to the lack of response. She composed herself so well, almost too well, and this caused a fist to be thrown toward her cheek. No one knew if it was to connect, the foreign girl entirely unaware of the thrown fist's existence, so no real reaction could be made by her. Perhaps... There was someone else watching-- There had to be.