Mizu heard footsteps sinking into the green grass, but she didn't move. Hardly anyone spoke to her, and so it was safe to assume no one would be casually striking up a conversation with her any time soon. A little ways from where she was, Mizu had noticed that one girl- Alex- also take notice of the incoming presence.
Mizu reached into opening of her skirt where her hip bone protruded sharply from her skin and took out a small vial of salt. She tilted the vial on two fingertips and rubbed the salt on the thin scars that ran along the sides of her neck. The skin flapped a little bit as Mizu breathed in hoarsely the summer air. Slowly and silently, Mizu slipped into the fresh water. It felt magnificent and refreshing to her skin, a sensation that was like no other.

