Dimitri - A Helping Hand

“I’m…” my mind went blank for a moment, she was being nice? Should I take her hand? Is she playing a trick on me? Makoto grinned and waggled her hand in expectation. “Dimitri” I finished, grasping her hand and hoisting myself up off the ground.
“It’s nice to meet you, Dimitri.” Another smile “how long have you been a student here?”
“I…I just transferred.” I looked away, talking to people was not my strong suit.

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