#shslnin

stares

"Huh?" the small girl turned around to see Fumiko calling out to her, examining her head to toe before looking at the handkerchief she was holding in her hand.

"……..Oh…… How clumsy of me, thank you…."

Fumiko offered the small girl a smile as she took the handkerchief from her gloved hand. Looking at her, the Food Critic couldn't place her face. This had to be their first meeting or she had forgotten her. Fumiko honestly hoped it wasn't the latter, she'd look so very rude if that were the case. With a polite smile still on her lips, she began to speak. 

ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ

  As predictable as a civilized dog, she comes scampering along; hunched over;  trying to gather her books as they tumble forth from her arms. A futile attempt, but an amusing one for an onlooker perhaps-- her frantic yelps of polite pardons and the sweat that hung from her rounded off chin. And, yet, with all her precautions and shouts of warning-- the student clashes with another head on, her papers and texts spilling across the hallway floor.

You an do it senpai!!!!!!!

///AAaaahhh!!! Thank you so much! ;v;~! I'm sure I can! Just-- lots of work hhhhh!

Sayuri wins tbh