Smile!

    Something, someone caught their attention before they had the chance to. Someone who seemed to be heading their way with intent. And while Kamukura had been quick to make it clear that approaching with the intention of getting a publicized interview was out of the question, they also figured that, out of anyone, people from such a prestige school probably wouldn’t be as terrible to speak to. Unfortunately, often the encounters with random students who approached them weren’t much different in terms of annoyance. 

    So when someone unfamiliar approached, they awaited one of the questions they frequently received and she didn’t disappoint. Or rather, she did since conversations that started with asking to talk had long since become dull, but at least they could say that they were on the mark as always. Her question may have been expected, but they knew how to read people and she didn’t give off any sense of urgency that told them she wanted to interview them and slap it on the cover of a newspaper. Then again, the camera around her neck tied her in with the media and suspicion set in. Well, whatever the case, she seemed far more poised than the rest if anything, and there nothing that required their immediate attention that day. After their few moments of silent consideration, they gave their response.

        ❝ Not really,❞                           they responded bluntly,                                  turning to discard their drink.                                   ❝ But I have nothing better to do. ❞ 

Instead of blatant refusal -- though this could be considered as partially such -- her little offer was technically accepted. This was a start, at least. Now the only thing to do was to... talk. In all honesty, she hadn't thought this all the way through. There weren't specific questions, just general curiosities. Even then, it would be hard to work them into a conversation without careful planning or just bluntly stating it.

"Great... I think. Anyways, I just figured it'd be a break from whatever your busy schedule's like. I doubt you really get the chance to talk to someone without them having some ulterior motive."

  Thankfully, the boredom was replaced by a strange mixture of relief and irritation once Koizumi’s voice broke through the silence and and envelope was placed on his desk—relief at something to do, and irritation at how long it took for her to get this to him.

"Excuse me for actually thoroughly searching places just to find as many as I did. The rest are probably damaged, anyways." She huffed, crossing her arms. Countless buildings and people she talked to just to collect them all back... It might as well be considered a waste of her time by now. Not only that, he touched on the subject he should have figured out the answer to.

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