Ib was walking through a long halway, admiring every painting as she passed by. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a blonde male leaning against the wall. She stopped in her tracks, looking ahead, she thought it may have been her imagination. Ib slowly turned her head, her chocolate brown hair gracefully following the motion of her body. Her maroon, almost red eyes met the boys deep, blue eyes. "H-hello.." she said in a soft voice.