[KING] My everything.

Your first location
Is the first impression
Find your way to the beginning
and you will find your first clue
out of the darkness and into the clear
your destination is placed in the front, so please don't look in the rear.

[ooc; The students first prompt is to find the location they are meant to meet up. It can be up to you whether this process is long or short. Once both students find where they're going the next clue will show up! ]

Esha was not entirely sold on the whole riddle aspect of the evening’s event. If they were written in her native tongue then maybe she would feel a bit more at ease, but English was hardly her first language. Spotting double meanings and reading in between the lines would definitely prove to be a challenge, luckily she would not be alone in her struggles. In fact, she wouldn’t have signed up for the event if not for the reason that she’d be spending the day with someone else. She found something very romantic in the setting of it all and she was hoping that whoever the school chose as her partner would sweep her off her feet. She was excited.

The winter season was an unexpected surprise to the fishy female. While she was aware that the cold months would bring snow, it was still a shock to her to see it in person. She didn’t even pack a jacket when she first came over to Foresta, which could be quite apparent since her attire was not all that winter ready. She wore a saree, as she tended to do, though this time around her multi-layered style was much more apparent. Without much question, she looked like a fish out of water, not to mention she felt like one too. Her hood protected her and her quills from the foreign substance that was falling around, and frankly she was unsure of how the flakes would react when touching her skin. If anything, she felt she was never going to get used to the strange ‘shroomping’ noise that the sticky substance would make with every step she took.

Regardless, she ventured through the court yard, a definite air of confusion radiating off her person. Esha was unsure of where to go, not only that she feared that she was in the wrong place. She at first thought that the clue had suggested the area she currently found herself lost in, but reading over her now slightly soggy sheet made her think that the entrance hall might be the place she was supposed to be. She had yet to see her companion and approach every guy that had passed so far to no avail. In hind sight, a couple rounds of speed dating would’ve got her with a better end result, but she might as well see the act the rest of the way through.

Until her partner made their presence known to her, Esha supposed she might as well satisfy her curiosity for the snow. She bent down and began to bunch up the snow around her, forming a ball of it in her hands. The cold wetness of the solid object felt alien to her, though she kind of liked it. She very subtly peered around to make sure no one was watching her and then bent back down and started to roll the snowball against the ground, watching as it grew the more she moved it. She wondered how big it would get before it fell apart. In which case, she began to explore the idea.