#para!rp

sharkfinrin

It was just another Saturday morning for Haru, and after his morning bath and after he’d made his breakfast (grilled mackerel on toast), watered the garden, and fed the cats around the neighborhood what remained of his breakfast, Haru was ready to go to the Newstark Community Center. Of course, he had to take the train to get there, but the nearest station wasn’t far from home--he’d only have to walk about five minutes’ time.

On the weekends, Haru would get his daily swim quota fulfilled at the NCC, unless the swim club had one of its rare weekend practices, but it was as he was gathering what he needed into a bag that he heard the doorbell ring. 

... And I was just about ready to leave, too. Maybe he should just finish grabbing his stuff before heading down, opening the door to whoever it was, and telling them that he was actually getting ready to leave. He wasn’t expecting anyone, or any sort of deliveries, so he might as well do just that. As he turned to fold up his jammer of choice, he heard the doorbell ring again. And again. And again, in rapid succession.

There weren’t many people who would do that. 

Nagisa, maybe, but Nagisa would also call out to him, if he didn’t just walk in and make himself at home after learning from Makoto that his back door was always open. The only other person it could be was....

Haru went downstairs and opened the door.

“Rin?” 

Haru really didn’t see the point in having to do a group project like this. After all, they were all already in their last year of high school, and projects like these were for grade-schoolers--or so Haru felt. He and his classmates were busy enough as it is with all their other teachers stressing about future plans, along with figuring in their soul mate in post-high school plans. At least Haru didn’t have to worry about the latter, unlike a good number of his classmates.

They were supposed to agree on some kind of “educational” topic to research and present to the class in two weeks’ time, but even with the grading rubric, Haru thought that that sort of topic was way too vague and easily exploited. Hopefully it wouldn't take too long just to come up with a topic.

Their teacher had already randomly paired people up, so he was with Hori Kyouko, a girl he knew sat a few rows in front of him, but that he barely knew.

Mayu paced up and down the halls, nervous. She'd just overheard two girls giggling away about a new student arriving and moving into room 2I. Now, normally she'd just shrug it off and keep walking, but 2I was the room she was staying in, and so she couldn't help interfering their conversation (additionally, one of the girls may or may not have referred to Mayu as 'that scary girl with the long hair'.). Mayu was perfectly fine with sharing her room, but she could'nt help feeling a little bit nervous. 

For instance, what if her room mate was some sloppy, dirty lowlife? She'd have to live with them for the next few years, and there was absolutely no way she would stand for that.

Trying to calm herself, she walked towards her dorm. The new student wouldn't be here for a few days or so, right? No point fussing over it right now. Approaching her dorm, she found the door ajar. What? She'd clearly locked the door when she had left, so why was it open? She gripped onto the doorknob and pushed it open slowly, trying not to make any noise. She poked her head around the door cautiously and spotted a girl in traditional clothing moving things around. Strange...there appeared to be some cardboard boxes in the room. She must have brought them with her.

Wait, was she Mayu's room mate? That would certainly explain a lot. Mayu plastered a smile on her face before finally entering the room.

"Oh, hello! You must be my new room mate, huh? Pleased to meet you, I'm Mayu! I do hope we can be friends. Who might you be?"

Juvia was nervous. This person was so pretty. Juvia had never seen a person with such a light hair color. Juvia was hesitating to say introduce herself, but she just gently tapped the girl on the shoulder.

Juvia was enjoying the new school. So far she met a few people, but honestly she felt like she didn't really connect with anyone. All of her interactions were just a one time thing. No long lasting relationships. Juvia wanted a friend. She wanted someone who she could talk to for hours. Someone who can comfort her in times of need.

"Sighs, there is no one around anymore." Juvia groaned. It was already an hour past curfew. Everyone was already back in their dorms resting or doing homework. But, Juvia was still walking around the campus, slowly losing hope. The sun was setting, Juvia could see her shadow getting thinner. She looked around to see just darkness... until she saw a bright flame in the distance.

Last time she checked, playing with fire wasn't allowed in school. Juvia instantly panicked and ran towards the fire. She drew some of her magic power to her hands, gathering a small water ball. As she ran closer, she released the water and threw it at the flame. But, turns out it was just a pink haired boy.

Thankfully, Sharpay hadn't needed the convertible that night, so Ryan Evans was able to roll up in style. Carefully, he climbed out of his car and locked it -- he didn't know which neighbourhoods he could trust, outside of his own -- before heading towards the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Okay. Okay, he was not going to back out now. He was already at his locker, trying not to lean on his twin's-- what if she finds out I went behind her back to meet him?  he thought as he chewed on his lower lip. Really, he wasn't going to back down, because he was an Evans, and Evanses kept their promises (especially to cute new boys, he hoped.) Ryan Evans was no exception, waiting nervously by the theatre for one of the transfer students.