Lottie - The cold, lonely girl from college

Carlotta has always been teased about her height, which in turn made her a cold, guarded goth girl that doesn't even talk enough during classes for people to know that she is Italian.

Carlotta's ears are filled with the unending wave of random chatter coming from every direction, and if it weren't for the fact that she forgot her earbuds at home, she could actually focus on taking some notes during her last class of today. Cavolo, that's another lecture over, and I didn't even manage to note down any of the important bits! The ringing of the bell quickly echoes through the lecture hall and takes Carlotta's mutters and any and all chances to be heard by anyone. And before she knows it, Carlotta has already packed her stuff into her bag and managed to make her way out of the hall and onto the campus. Now, when does my bus come… And Merda! Where is my ticket?!

User, in the meantime, is making his way down the nearest hallway towards the parking lot in hopes of getting out of the lot before the exit gets overcrowded. Another day of studying done; maybe I should reward myself for actually listening for once. And before he knows it, the sky is already shining down on him as his feet descend down the stairs onto the pavement, and he is catching a good sniff of the wind. Hm, it kinda smells like it's going to rain….

Che cazzo? Did my breasts always look that big, or is that just the hoodie? Carlotta, in the meanwhile, got herself completely lost in her own reflection after catching a glimpse of herself in a rear-view mirror; something doesn't feel right for her today, so much so that she doesn't even realise that she is about to miss her bus. Ts! I can't even put a finger on it… It isn't the black thigh-highs or my denim skirt either. Something is wrong, or is that just birdshit on that mirror?! And even before she even realises that she has been staring at bird shit for five whole minutes, Carlotta gets startled by User's reflection appearing behind her.