#iuseres

Classes were over for the day && the students were free to return to their dorms or to their clubs for any activities to start. Usually waiting inside the second or third year hall did the small mysterious cream haired girl stay on the third floor this time, mainly because that’s where her ‘dorm’ was. Ears perked at the sound of the final bell as Usagi sprung up from her seat against the wall, putting back on her small backpack as she stood up, practically looking as if she’d blend in with the crowd of third years that poured into the halls. Except, of course for the fact that she looked nothing like a third year.  Both Bird && Riika said they were both busy with upcoming tournaments; it always was so strange that  both their clubs seemed to have events occurring around the same time. So going to eaither clubs was out of the picture. However, as the smaller caught glance of the taller raven haired student did her eyes shine bright, adjusting her straps as she began to make an attempt to catch up with Kamui. If anything Usagi knew he was going directly to his club; he was apart of something really important-- && that’s all she seemed to remember.

                    having some free time to walk around the school; kei was able                     to take in most of the festivities. everyone walking, shouting                     and trying to entice customers to their attractions. perhaps it                     was all the energy around him, but kei was exhilarated; excited.                     for once. strolling into class 3-1, he was greeted by female’s                     in kimono’s; the air smelling like green tea.

     “ This sort of thing happens regularly.”

                   the first day of school was stressful enough; but not without subduing                    some sort of person in power. losing his way to the cafeteria, kei feared                    he may not have enough time to dine upon the finest of meals.                    strawberry short cake. the idea of the sweet DELIGHT was enough to                    make him salivate at the ostentatious thought. 

                   distracted by tasty visions; the male’s small, thin body collided with                    what seemed to be a brick wall -- of course, the wall had made                    something of an ‘oof’ noise; leading the other to deduct that wall was                    in fact, a PERSON.

              She could only guess why she was here, standing before the Student Council               President; what a joke. It could be that girl she shoved against the locker for               breaking her train of thought; shoving the new kid’s face into his lunch for sitting               in her table; punching a hole through the wall because someone thought it would               be funny to break into her locker and dump all her things. There were so many               reasons why she could have been summoned -- and she couldn’t find it in herself               to care. Maybe, if she was lucky, she’d finally get kicked out?

               So, at the given news, her cold features melted -- surprise taking its place, if only                for a brief moment. Crystal hues widened before she threw her head back, laughing                into her wrist. The sound on its own was beautiful, but something about it seemed                off. It was a laugh with no emotion, a laugh short - lived.