"Madam!" Venus shoots up, awoken by the sound of banging on her door, and a sense of deja vu shocking her awake.
"Madam, please answer the door. Please, if you're there." Venus pulls herself out of bed, with a drowsiness she had never felt before. She's still fitted in her dress from yesterday. It's ripped at her side, and filthy, with muddy-looking stains from dirty snow coating her dress. A showcasing of her unkemptness. However, she doesn't take much notice nor care of this as she pulls her door open.
"Yes?" There is a man at the door; he doesn't look like a student. He's a bit older. A bit more esteemed looking. "Good evening, madam. I am a worker at the head office. I came to remind you that you haven't been attending lessons. Being punctual means everything to this school. Through
