Principal Moures had a tight bun pulled to the back of her head, the brown hair slicked down and defined bones in her face. Eliza's hair had been carefully braided and woven, in a fashion, in a loose bun as well clad in the school uniform. Principal Moures was not one to be excited, except when an excessively wealthy student joined the school generating more income. A student such as Eliza.
"Students, I'm more than ecstatic to introduce to you the brilliant young woman joining us here at Melliuer." Principal Moures said, smiling widely, "Eliza Benedetti."1138Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdPz27AXmAL
