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Pandora Fairchild​

1ST Year Classroom-Hamasaki-Sensei


Pandora started to smirk at Hamasaki. This teacher had balls, maybe Pandora would have someone that could challenge her in the school after all. Pandora did as she was told she turned off her music, she put away her phone. When Pandora saw the pop quiz, she knew she would ace it. It was too easy for her. She answered all the questions with ease. "Done!" Pandora stood up and strutted towards Hamasaki.

"Here you go, Hamasaki-sensei." She did a mocking bow then walked back to her desk. When she heard it was lunch time, Pandora was glad. She could at least have some good food to settle her down. Pandora took out her phone; she called her butler. He would be bringing her lunch to her. She only ate food that was hot and prepared a few minutes before she ate it. After 30 minutes the butler came with the food. The food on the tray was marvelous, of course Pan was probably not going to eat all of this but who cares. As she sat there with her food Pandora was thinking about things. She wondered what girls she could become friends with, not the three annoying bimbos of course. She needed to find some new cool friends somewhere.​


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Akiko Fujiwara​

2ND Year Classroom-Maki-sensei/Courtyard
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Akiko was excited to do the math puzzles. When it came to math she was amazing at it. She finished it in a couple of minutes. After she gave it to Maki-sensei, Akiko got her things together for lunch. Akiko addressed everyone in the class. "OH! If anyone wants to come with me to the courtyard. I was going to eat my food and then do some yoga before break is over. Anyone is welcomed." Akiko smiled and hopped her way to the courtyard.

Akiko got to the courtyard, she sat in the open grassy field. Akiko wanted to be as close to her babies as possible. Akiko took out her vegan tofu bars. Akiko loved them, they were amazing. One day if everything worked out for her, Akiko wanted to become a world renowned Vegan Chef. For now she ate as she watched everything around her. As she finished she recycled her trash, making sure every piece made it into the trash. Akiko then got up as she started to do some yoga poses. She hoped that someone would join her, if they didn't maybe she could get them to do it some other day.​
 
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Darkness shrouded her, letting her float through an endless abyss of black.

She could hear voices in the distance...but they were just the faintest of whispers. She struggled to push herself closer to where they were originating from.

"Reia..." She could hear them after getting much closer. "What?" She called out to the abyss, spinning in slow circles, not by her own doing. "Your late..." They told her and her vision faded.

"Reia! Reia!" The said girl woke up with a gasp to see her mom shaking her. "Power went out...Your late!" She said, and pulled her out of her bed. Reia Manata gave a long sigh, and ran to the bathroom. Why did this have to happen today...On the first day of school! It was like luck walked up and slapped her across the face. Hm...She wondered for a second how that would really feel, then shook her head. Priorities. She quickly washed up and ran back out. Her mother handed her the school uniform. It was the same one she had worn last year, but she hadn't really grown all that much. She took it and walked back over to her room, quickly changing and then getting out. "I'll drive you...You might need a note or something." Her mom told her, handing her a small piece of bread. "You will most likely be getting lunch, so eat this for now." Reia listened only a small bit, focusing on other things a bit more. They left the house in a hurry

The two quickly got into the car, and drove off soon after. "I'm sorry..." Her mom told her. She simply gave her a small nod and the rest of the drive was mostly silent, only the sound of the engine and the tires going against the pavement were present. They arrived at the academy, she got out of the car and watched her Mom drive off. She didn't think she would need a note...she could most likely show up and they would simply mark her as late. Nothing too it. As long as she was there right?...right? She walked into the academy through the front doors and looked at a clock that was on a nearby wall. They should be at lunch...She walked towards the cafeteria, remembering where it was from last year. She walked into the room, and looked around. She really couldn't see anyone that was familiar to her...but they would show up...eventually
 
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~ First Year Classroom, Hamasaki-Sensei ~
~ Lunch Time ~

The pop quiz was fun. Well, it wasn't exactly a challenging fun, since Kaoru's good habit of wanting to learn everything sorta made it so that she was probably ahead of most of the people in her class, but hey, Hamasaki-sensei seemed to love using anecdotal questions, and those were always lovely. Finding that she had finished the pop quiz early, despite it being rather big for a mere quiz, Kaoru spent the rest of the time drawing on the back of the quiz. As time passed, she sketched out what appeared to be a library of sorts, floating in empty space. Then, she scribbled over it with a black pen, and decided to call it abstract art.

The rest of the class passed in a similar fashion, as Kaoru half-listened to the lecture while practicing her artistic skills. Unlike her studies, which relied solely on her brain, the arts were things that needed more than just intelligence, and if it wasn't for the fact that psychology was still more interesting than the fine arts, Kaoru probably would have jumped onto that train a long time ago. By the time the lunch bell rang, the white-haired girl had used up three pages on her artistic endeavors, all which weren't particularly amazing at all.

Would have been nice if she could join the Art Club, really, but singing was more fun than arting.

Stretching outwards with a sigh, she shook out her sore wrist, placed her notebooks and folders back into her backpack, and immediately homed in onto a certain someone's words about how her family had a restaurant. Perhaps discounted meals at the place then, due to being friends?

But it was not meant to be, as it became obvious that Airi was not, in fact, inviting the ice-rink girl to go to a restaurant with her. Mah, it was a good hope to have, and a good reason to befriend the fellow white-haired girl.

On the other hand, it would appear that Matsuri had the bad luck of having parents who forget to cook lunch for her. Chuckling slightly at the pink-haired girl's misfortune, Kaoru brought out her own lunch, that of Katsuo's family-famous katsudon. Unlike normal bento boxes, which were decidedly rectangular, hers was more of a bowl, with a transparent lid sealing it. Popping open the lid to reveal the juicy breaded pork cutlets underneath, Kaoru snapped out her chopsticks with a flourish, and said, "Welp, let's just say that this is payment in advance for our eventual fusion then, Lagann-chan~"

And with masterful skill, she picked up half the tonkatsu in her bowl, motioning towards Matsuri.
 
Hiramoto Hideyo – Courtyard, Gray
Hide sat crosslegged by herself on a bench in the courtyard, a decent distance away from everyone else outside. Music blared from her earbuds, loud enough to be heard by anyone near enough. It was honestly a miracle that Hide still had her hearing, considering how loud she played her music. It was always in her ears, whether it was in class or at home, though it was considerably louder at home. Currently, the words to a Japanese pop/metal band filtered through the black wax cords of her earphones, a new band she hadn't started listening to until recently. She ate slowly from a thermos of microwave noodles, occasionally pausing to flip the pages of a book that sat in her lap, resting against her calves.
<br /> Ienobu Makioko – First Year Classroom, Plum
The day had not started well for Mako. She had at first been unable to find her way to her classroom, and her cheeks still burned from the embarrassment of trying, unsuccessfully, to slink in the door unnoticed. It hadn't helped that she had slept in, and would have continued to sleep until noon, had her two younger siblings not come to deliver her wake up call. Though it was less a wakeup call than a trampoline game, with her the aforementioned trampoline. Tie this in with her little brother's insistence on hiding her hairbrush, and her having to scrub a 'mysterious' pink stain from her uniform, though it was obvious from the empty Pocky box on the floor of her room and the melted pink residue on her sister's fingers what had happened. She barely had time to say goodbye to her family before bolting to the school, let alone eat breakfast. So the arrival of lunch was almost a god-send. With great anticipation, Mako fished through her bag, loose strands of hair falling into her face. She had prepacked her lunch the day before, and while it wasn't anything to marvel at, just a container of plain rice drowned in soy sauce, at the moment it seemed like a meal fit for an emperor. But as her fingers failed to grasp a hold of anything other than books and crumpled paper, she felt her morale fall. In her hast to get to school on time, she had forgotten to grab her lunch. With a small whimper Mako rezipped her bag, slumping into her seat, her stomach rumbling loudly. It was certain now. She was going to die. This was the end. She hoped her family knew she loved them. Good bye, cruel world…
Arisoto Yuki – Second Year Classroom, Maroon
Lunch. Yuki's least favourite time of the day. She would rather wait to eat at home than pause her lessons, but of course, it wasn't up to her. As a result, she usually spent a good majority of it with her nose stuck in her course book, her barely touched lunch abandoned on her desk. But today was not a day for the usual. For once, the announcement of lunch had not been dreaded, but looked forward to. Yuki quietly scanned the classroom, until a familiar flash of red caught her eyes. With a small smile she grabbed her bag, slinging the light blue strap over her shoulder, moving to a seat near the girl. Quietly she pulled her own lunch from her bag, a pink box covered in strategically placed bunny stickers, as well as a pink thermos filled with green tea. Finally, she pulled an empty bunny-print thermos from her bag, which she sat silently in front of Kureha, her small smile growing larger as she waited for her reaction.
 
Moriyama Kureha - Second year class room

As Yuki placed the thermos in her desk Kureha looked at the smiling girl, stunned she gestured to the thermos, the bunny print different from her lost one but still adorable beyond belief with the different sleeping bunnies. "Yuki... This?" Knowing that her friend wouldn't be as cruel to torment her with false offerings she smiled and hugged the other girl. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" The smile was happy, a faint blush across her cheeks and she was literally beaming, a reaction she would never have shown infront of her rival is she could help it.

Letting go of the other girl she remembered something she had brought as well. "Oh, right, I found this at a stationary store..." Taking out a box of pencils, the variety of bunny prints on the pencils in the box was marvelous. "I bought one for myself and picked this with me for you." She was still beaming, giddy over the gift.

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Mihara Ririka - hallways

On her way to the doujin club room she remembered that she needed something to drink. "Right, right," turning she headed straight for the vending machines. On her way she needed to pass by the first years classrooms, pausing she realized this was a perfect chance to check out what kind of girls the new students were. Her grin grew wider, it's chesire-like quality unsettling for anyone who know her.
 
Second Year - leaving classroom - Takenaka Chiharu
"Ah Akiko" That girl sure was fast to leave. Chiharu opened her bag and brought out a large bento box.
Hehe one of the good things with having a father working as a chef. Standing up she brought it with her heading after the other lively blonde. Who when she finally found her had already eaten. "gosh you couldn't have brought much to eat" Chiharu sat down glancing at Akiko before opening her bento filled with delicious meat and rolls, fried fish and chicken. Along one of the sides of the box where small holdings with different sauces. And the delicious smell the arose from it made her stomach growl in anticipation.

Of course the size wasn't only because she was a big eater. Her dad simply assumed others would want a taste, which he often mentioned when food came up that girls around her age didn't eat enough. And since it was her first day back dad had put in a little extra. Making sure onlookers would notice his work and pride.
"mmhmm~ so tasty~ ah Akiko want a taste?" the red head asked while chomping down on the food her self.
 
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Arisoto Yuki - Second Year Classroom, Maroon
Yuki hugged the older girl back, though with not nearly the same amount of force. Hugs were still a domain foreign to Yuki, and hers were always awkwardly weak. "I'm glad you like it." She murmured, more overjoyed by the girl's reaction than her voice exposed. She knew Kureha would have liked it, but to what extent was unclear, as the only thing in common with this thermos and the one she had lost was the bunny motif, so to get such an extremely positive reaction sent a wave of joy through Yuki, and she felt her cheeks flush as well. As the other girl presented the pencil box her smile only continued to grow. When she had she had bought the thermos as a surprise for Kureha, she hadn't expected to be surprised in return. "Thank you!" She exclaimed, taking the present from the girl, though it was less an exclamation as an excited murmur. Still, anyone who had spent as much time with Yuki as Kureha did knew that her mild reactions were bigger than they seemed.
 
Akiko Fujiwara​
Courtyard​



Akiko was enjoying her yoga, it relaxed her and she could be one with the earth for a time. Then Akiko heard someone coming behind her. It was her new friend (Chiharu). Akiko turned towards her with a big cheery smile on her face. "Oh yay you came!" Akiko was excited that one of her friends came to join her outside. "If you stay too cooped up inside, you'll loose all your energy and spirit." That's what Akiko thinks. When Chiharu asked Akiko if she wanted some of her food, Akiko looked at her horrified. It was as if Chiharu killed her sisters, that's the face Akiko gave her. "No...no you can go ahead and eat them. They were alive once now their dead. The Circle of Life right?" Akiko would never want to make Chiharu feel bad but Akiko just thought meat eaters were not fun people. Akiko guessed she was wrong. Akiko sat crossed legged in front of Chiharu. "So do you think I could be a great chef? One day I want to open up a Vegan Restaurant. I think it would be a great thing to have." Even though they just started talking to each other today, Akiko felt like Chiharu would be the perfect person to ask this question to.​
 
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Courtyard ~ Cherry Blossom Garden

Aino Momoko
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Momoko clapped her hands together before picking up a cute little sandwich. "Itadakimasu," She said happily. She nibbled on the sandwich, eating it in a few bites from how tiny it was. With how quiet it was, and how little people were around outside, Momoko imagined she was alone. But, nope. As she was finishing her first sandwich, she went to eat a bit of fruit, but suddenly hearing a voice from behind her, Momoko threw her fruit into the air and screamed. "Waaaahhh!!!!" She cried out. It was a bit of an overreaction, but Momoko liked to eat in peace.

Quickly, the pink haired girl regained composure and turned around to face Semine. "Kuruseida-san," she said, biting back the urge to lash out over her spilled fruit. Don't cry over spilled milk...? Momoko had said that phrase in her head in broken English, somehow finding it to be relevant. "How are you?"

"You know, you frightened me a little, but I'm fine now. Can I help you with something?" Momoko couldn't find any other reason for the militaristic girl to approach her, so she must have wanted something. Hopefully not an autograph.
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Second Year Classroom ~ Saito Midori
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Midori was trying to tune out Kureha and Yuki's girly shenanigans, but it was difficult. Gosh. Kureha had to be the most annoying person in all of Elite Academy, but maybe that was just Midori being biased. She couldn't help but dislike the person that had spilled tea on her manga and hadn't even bothered to apologize for the incident. Remembering that painful memory once again sent Midori into a rage, though it was well contained inside of the fire princess. "Oi, Kureha-san. I didn't know you and Yuki were dating. Ka-wa-ii," Midori said, wrapping her lips around the straw of her juice box.​
 
Had she the time and ability, Airi probably would run home for lunch when she could. As-is, the bento box would have to do the trick. After her apology, she left Yukiko to her own devices, and returned to her seat to eat her lunch. She paused before starting to stare as a butler, of all people arrived to deliver a meal to the one girl who had been so upset by her entrance that she needed to threaten her and the other girls for...whatever reason. She still didn't get that. Well, whatever. If the other girl was rich, maybe that explained her attitude. She'd have to try and patch things up later, though she was just a little too wary and preoccupied to try that now.

She finally opened her bento to see what she got. The usual pile of rice, plus some fried chicken, pickled vegetables, and a few other things. She ate silently for a while, before her ears perked up at the familiar sound of someone's stomach growling. She glanced around the room a bit for anyone not eating, and eventually caught out Mako and, gathering her food, bounced over to the other girl's desk. "Um...there's no way to really ask this delicately," she says, quietly, to the other girl. "But was that stomach rumbling yours? I probably don't need to eat all of this, if you don't mind sharing." She smiled at the Mako, doing her best to emanate the aura of a helpful, friendly idiot person.
 
The quiz had gone smoothly, and it was now time for lunch. Kimiko took out her usual meal of a salad with lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers. She'd been making a real effort to eat healthy recently. Just then, she heard a sound that could only be described a dragon's growl. She turned around, and realized the newly arrived girl hadn't brought any lunch."

"Have some of mine too. It's fine, I'll just make something for myself when I get home."
 
Iguchi Matsuri – First Year Classroom, Hamasaki​

At Kaoru's generous offering, Matsuri, drool leaking from her mouth and tears leaking from her eyes, could only say, "You're too nice, Kaoru-chan!" Well, there was more she could say, but Matsuri didn't have the heart to tell her it wasn't going to be enough food for the energetic girl. That's mainly why she was crying, but...Kaoru was too nice! Too nice! And Matsuri could fault Kimiko either, as she was helping another soul in need with Mako. Everyone was wonderful!

Wiping some of the drool from her mouth, Matsuri chomped down on the a bite worth of outstretched food without sullying her fingers. As the breading crunched and juices ooze from the soft pork, she caressed her cheeks as she continued, mouth full as she muttered, "It's sho tashty~" Swallowing her bite, Matsuri, despite her effort to restrain herself, snapped up the rest of the bite on the chopsticks offered too her, trying not to giggle too much as she finished.

Swallowing, she let out a satisfied sigh, but...she knew she was still hungry. However, Kaoru's comment made Matsuri recall something from earlier, and Matsuri hopped from her seat, declaring, "We will take the cherry blossoms! All the cherry blossoms! We should..." Of course, as Kaoru still had food to eat, Matsuri suggested, "I'll find you at one of the trees! I want to...go to the bathroom." Blinking, Matsuri waved before heading out of the class.

Once outside of Hamasaki's room, she made sure her coinpurse was with her, finding her money easily. Making her way off, she wondered aloud, "Melon bread~ or curry bread~ or...something else? Hmm, hmm..."
 
Mihara Ririka - vending machines

While glancing into the classrooms she had seen a cute scene of food sharing. Chuckling she went on muttering 'itadakimasu' under her voice, thanking for the inspiration. She had something to use for her current storyboard~

By the vending machines she found the coins she needed, popped them quickly in the machine holding cold drinks and made her choice. "Ramune~" Her lunch box was in her hand, slightly larger than average, she had included more just in case she ended up staying a bit late and got hungry. She had her favorite working space back now after all.

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Moriyama Kureha - second year classroom

Seeing Yuki's joy, while muted, made her smile, her smile would have stayed as a naturally genuine smile if not for that tea-hating manga-fanatic had decided to comment. Looking over to the other girl in annoyance her bad habit kicked in, as the curl of her lips turned arrogant and she lightly brushed some strands of her hair with a free hand as she faced the mindless brute. "My, was that not a jealous reaction," she paused only for a moment as the condescending arrogance she pretended to have dripped from her every word, "if you were less of mindless brute you would actually have some friends yourself."

This wasn't the first time she had reacted like this, even in front of Yuki, their rivalry was common knowledge among the second year students, and possibly the third years as well. "As hard as that is to believe." She knew she sounded arrogant, she knew it didn't help anything, but still, she had saved up for that special blend of sakura tea for five months! There was no way she could forgive that brute, no way at all.
 
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Second Year Classroom ~ Maki-sensei

Midori Saito
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Midori slurped from the juice box obnoxiously loud, the corner's of her lips turned up into a smirk as Kureha ranted on. It was all so amusing, especially since Midori hadn't gone out of her way to insult her, at least not in this conversation. There was the tea-head thing earlier, but the girl was a tea-head, whose fault was that? Not Midori's, that's for sure.

Setting her empty juice box down on the desk, Midori could only chuckle to herself when Kureha implied she had no friends. That was bogus! Sure, Midori didn't have weird, girly friendships, but she had tons of friends. She was friends with majority of the Martial Arts Club and the Basketball team, and anyone with a brain could see that. For whatever reason, hearing Kureha saying such a thing, and then going on to say that she was brainless almost hurt Midori's feelings. If her feelings were hurt, she wouldn't admit it.

"Yeah? Well, maybe if you weren't so hideous you wouldn't be acting like having friends is the most important thing in the world," Midori chimed in, standing up from her desk. Midori began to gather her things up, headed out to spend the remainder of her lunch away from that stupid-red-head. "And by the way, no one would ever be jealous of you." Midori laughed out loud to herself, seeing as how she gained the attention of some of the classmates. They were aware of the girls' rivalry, but this was probably one of their most confrontational moments. "What's there to be jealous of?" And with that, Midori left the classroom, a tiny hint of remorse pulling at her heartstrings as she got farther away.
 
Second Year ~ Hanata Reia
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Lots and lots of noise traveled around the room, metal slinking and voices talking. It was all so...squeaky in a way. Guess there were a lot more first years than she had originally thought. Then again...it could be people like that one girl...Momoko? Was that the right name? Ah, it would come back to her eventually. Reia looked over the large crowd, when she finally spotted a few familiar faces...even though they weren't necessarily the best ones. It looked like those two girls from last year...Midori and Kureha were at it again. She remembered those two from last year for sure. They never ended up getting along from what she remembered...causing much arguing to ensue between the two. She smiled slightly. Hopefully they would get along better this year...but she also hoped that they ended up fighting each other with their magic. That would be fun to see...Popcorn...


She leaned against a nearby pillar and watched the two argue. It wasn't exactly fun, but its not like their was much she could do, as she wasn't very hungry anyways. Reia watched as...Midori if she was correct, got up, and began walking over towards her direction. Well...Now was a better time then never to talk to her. She pushed herself off of the pillar and walked over towards her. "Hey...That looked pretty rough..." She said, trying to start a conversation, leaning towards being a little more sympathetic. She didn't want to come off as rude or anything either...it was sort of hard not to though in this case. She really hoped her words were not taken in the wrong way...that might be bad for her.
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Cherry Blossom Garden
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Semine, Blue
Semine looked at Momoko and half smirked at her reaction. The girl had absolutely no idea that she was above her the entire time and no idea that she had snuck up behind her without even meaning to scare her at all. "Hello Momoko... I apologize about your fruit but I am just here to talk. Also, I do not want your autograph as I found material objects that carry no real worth... to me atleast. Not to sound rude but I could care less if you are famous or not. I am famous for my family but do I go around being attacked by fan girl? I would just stare at them and they would get the signal not to bother me for such idiotic things."

Semine then realised that she intruded on the girls space and just shook her head "Well, I can buy you more foot or give your some Yogurt I have in my bag. I would think that it would be adequit." She stated and realised the militaristic side was starting to show by going to the point instead of actually having a conversation. In the end.... this is what seperated her from her father. The ability to still socially communicate with others was one thing that she would not lose."

"So, Uh... Hello Momoko." She said slightly awkwardly. "Its a nice day out here isn't it? I always loved the peaceful nature of the outdoors compared to the cramped confines of the outdoors. I.... Well I dont really talk to people that much anymore so... I mean.. Ill just go back up into my tree if you want me to leave you alone then. If you want to talk to me... just talk and I will respond." She said before turning around and grabbing a branch above her. She pulled herself up with ease and just laid back down between to close together branches.

Semine turned herself around to look down at the girl "Momoko... This may sound really weird and I really don't know how to go about asking this... No one has ever really heard me sing before but... when they do they said I should sing much more often.... Would you mind playing the Violin while I sing. I mean you are famous for it and I think alot of people are to afraid of me to really... you know.. Yeah." She stumbled out before the noise of the tree shaking slightly could be heard. Semine turned back around to look up into the sky as she thought about what she just asked.​
 
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Kimiko smiled as Iguchi devoured her offering. "Great to see you enjoying it." As the other girl left, Kimiko turned to Airi.

"So, tell me a little bit about yourself. Where you come from, what your hobbies are, stuff like that." Kimiko was admittedly horrific at small talk. It had never come naturally for her, but going to school involved learning more than what was in the textbooks.
 
Akemi Nagi - Courtyard ~ Cherry Blossom Garden ~ (Moving Around), teal, trebuchet ms
As Nagi finished eating most of her lunch, she found that she was left with just a few pieces of sweet eggs. It was a terrible habit of hers, to leave the goods for the end. In her younger years, more people than she'd admit would swoop in and pick off a few since she seemed reluctant to eat the foods. They were wrong, and while Nagi was upset, she never did have the heart to change her ways.

Standing up with her lunch box in hand, Nagi began to walk. Whilst eating. It might've looked improper, but it wasn't like Nagi did that all the time. One needed to stretch their legs from time to time after all. Besides, this way the redhead would have a chance to see more people, new first years, second years, and some of her own third year classmates.

In the corner of her eye, she saw Momoko. Well, barely, the pink haired midget fit in perfectly with the pink background. What did surprise her though, was seeing Semine there as well. The two make to be an odd looking duo, but Nagi easily recognized the blonde, as she was on the basketball team. Not particularly feeling up to addressing both of them - at the same time, at least - Nagi turned around and went off to venture.

She saw some unfamiliar faces running about, some more recognizable faces prancing about the fields, but nothing stood out. Well, that and anything that passed her eyes just seemed ... to not be worth the effort. Ah ... she was getting lazy again. Right before Phys Ed, too? Not cool. It seemed to be curse the redhead had. While playful and effortlessly charming - in her humble opinion - the redhead would get tired easily. She'd lose interest fast; that had been the cause of lost friendships many times in the past.

As she popped the last piece of egg into her mouth, chewing silently, Nagi took a moment to survey her surroundings. There weren't as many cherry blossoms around, but there were certainly petals everywhere. She could live with that. What truly made her happy though was the number of benches stretched out and around the courtyard. Luckily, Nagi had paused right in front of an empty one.

Without a second thought, the redhead sat down on one end before she turned her body, lying down on the bench. It was slightly cold, stinging her legs and her cheek, but she couldn't find herself caring at the moment. The entire morning had been hectic, and that wasn't even including the mediocre meal on the plane ride back from France, or the lack of sleep. She needed to get some shut eye, just a small nap. The bells here were loud enough to wake China up, she mused as she watched a blizzard of blossoms fly by with a drowsy eye.

Slipping into an unconscious state, Nagi closed her eyes. Not for the first time, the redhead silently wished she could cast her magic without the need to go through her transformation sequence, or at least without alerting the rest of the populous. Anyone taking a nap on a random bench would understand, the sense of insecurity or invasion. She desperately wished that she could summoned Diana at will. Even if it was only for the company.
 
Iguchi Matsuri – Vending Machines​

A brief search and a few helpful, guiding fingers were all it took for Matsuri to find her destination. Reaching the vending machines, she buzzed about, overlooking her nearby senpai as she hopped over to the snack dispensing one. Popping in her coins, she too a step back as she considered her choices.

However about for a moment, she was encapsulated by the options. Her initial choices were there, but then there were the ones she hadn't thought about, and ones she hadn't seen before! Was she going to go with her initial gut? Reevaluate? Be adventurous? Choose randomly? Even before making her choices there were choices. She she pondered, she shifted her weight from foot to foot in thought.
 
First-Year Classroom- Hamasaki-Sensei

Airi left her bento on Mako's desk, and turned to speak to Kimiko. "Hm...well, my name is Shirakawa Airi," she started, not quite sure what to do with the sudden barrage of questions. "I live in town, I can totally walk here if I don't oversleep. It's not like I'm from really far away or some mysterious foreign transfer student or anything. As for hobbies, hmm..." She tilted her head to one side, and rested an index finger on her cheek, in though. "I'm pretty good at running. And I like to draw, I guess. And, hm, I like watching magical girls on TV. The real pros are so cool! My brother and sister do a bunch of martial arts stuff, but they don't think I'm really the type for it, or something."

"So, what about you," she asked Kimiko.
 
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