"Amrita, have you brought your colors?" Walking beside a young woman, a man with pink hair and eyes inquired as he checked the bag in his hand, trying to search for the available colors. Though it was 10:05 right now and classes should have started, they suddenly received word that the classes would be conducted in another place.
"No, not today. This class is all about clay sculptures, remember?" Hearing Lin's words, Amrita lifted her gaze as she placed her bag, whose strap was passing over her shoulder, aside and smiled, informing him.
"Oh, right! I always forget which class we're doing what in," Lin chuckled, rubbing his finger on his nose as he tried to appear as proud as he could, while his eyes secretly glanced towards Amrita.