On a cold rainy morning, two people were making their way through the black slush that coated a rundown tunnel, piling near the rusted pipes jutting from the graffiti-sprayed walls. The loud sound of their steps echoed in the dim light, making it seem as if a monster was chewing on rotten flesh.
Rachel glanced at the dirt covering her expensive boots, then smelled the air and grimaced. Adjusting the collar of her white overcoat, she then glanced at Hari and asked. "Why are we here, exactly?"
Hari shoved her hands into the pockets of her large sweater and shrugged.
"Weren't you the one who asked where I was going, princess? Well, this is it."
After some time, she clicked her tongue. "Damn princess and acting like she is the ideal student."
"What was that?" the princess asked narrowing her eyes slightly.
Hari narrowed her eyes too then smiled."Nothing princess, I was just grimacing at how cold the weather is outside the academy."
