With a laugh, Mao backed off from Siyeon and caught her leg as she wanted to kick him. “You are several years to early to try to beat me,” he chuckled, before he let her go and sat down again. “Anyways, look out for that girl a bit. She doesn't have a strong mind and of course she's an easy target then.”
Siyeon nodded since she didn't had any other intentions. “Do you think that Jooyeon targeted her?” Siyeon asked because she wanted to hear his opinion on that.

“No, I don't think so. I do believe that the bullies are the same people who bullied you but I don't believe that it was Jooyeon who commanded them to bully her exactly, you know. Maybe they acted out of Jooyeon's consent. Who knows.” Mao shrugged his shoulders and looked at the door as he saw a shadow behind the glass.
The girl carefully opened the door and peeked into the waiting room.
“Is it okay for me to leave the room?”

Mao's smile softened and he nodded. “Of course. You may leave now. Siyeon, we will see us tomorrow. I want to talk with you about something.”

His words surprised her a bit but she didn't show it on the outside. She left with the girl, who seemed quite shy now. “Thanks,” she whispered and Siyeon drew her a surprised gaze. “No need to thank me. What's your name by the way?”
It seemed like the girl was quite reluctant to tell Siyeon her name but then she mumbled, “Giolla, my name is Giolla.”

Sounds very Italian, Siyeon thought and threw her a glance. She already had noticed the variety of nations at Prosperity High and it wondered her a bit because it seemed like there were more mageíyan colleges all over the world. So why did the most of them attend the school in Japan? Or so it seemed...
“You are Siyeon,” she said, not a question, just a simple statement. It didn't wonder Siyeon that Giolla knew her name, considering how famous slash infamous Siyeon was.

“Yeah, I am. Who is your tutor? I've never seen you before to be honest,” Siyeon admitted slightly embarrassed. There were so many students Siyeon never has seen before and it was easy to lose the overview of the mass of people. “Mr Kim. Not Kim Jonghyun but Kim Joonmyeon.”
Mr. Kim, Siyeon's math teacher in regular classes. Besides that time she barely saw him anywhere else during school time.

“The school is divided into different areas so it is naturally that some students barely or even never meet each other besides for festivals and balls and such” Giolla explained and made a lot of things clear for Siyeon. “Oh, I see.”
There had been parts of the college Siyeon has not visited yet and she had noticed that some parts could only be entered with special permissions like the library in the underground of the college. Not that Siyeon was eager to go to that place because it seemed eerie and scary but she was curious what kind of special permission a student would need.

“Do you know the names of those who