Nina

Nina strolled into the cafeteria, her sable coat dragging across the floor slightly as she strode confidently between the tables. With a smirk, she glanced around at the other students, most of whom quickly looked away to avoid meeting her icy stare. All except for one student sitting alone at a table near the back. Nina paused, arching an eyebrow curiously as she studied them for a moment, before making her way over. "Well, well, what do we have here?" she asked, her Russian accent curling a...