She decided not to say just how badly she wanted to stop seeing visions of herself as a little purple-haired murder hobo in skin-tight body suits, throwing knives at people's faces. Instead, she wore a polite, fake smile and nodded. "Pleasant hallucinations for everyone." Yep, she could deal with misplaced optimism. "I am Chloe Bouchard. It's nice to meet you, Tuuri. Are you a student by chance?"