#yoshiokx

                Blank eyes dully watched the chiseled model of a man. He was sprawled out on his beach towel black and red shorts being his only form of covering, well that and the jewelry he was adorning. He had been wandering the area when he’d found himself at the beach and decided to take a break from trying to get back home. “ ‘cuse me.” He called out. “You wouldn’t happen to know this area would you?”

“Excuse me?...” She spoke up, looking towards the other with a concerned yet curious look on her face. She seemed to be all alone, and she couldn’t help if she was lonely... “Are you... Okay?”

Since class had yet to start, she turned around to look at the other girl while she was talking. It was a sign of respect. The question about if she had weather preferences surprised her, but she nodded. “It really depends on how cold it is outside. I don’t necessarily mind the snow, but it’s the ice and the wind that tends to make or break how I feel about winter. If that makes sense.”

Like opening up to people she isn’t completely comfortable with, for example.

Lenny smiles softly at her classmate. “Um, This th-thing --- I get to, uh, take it off soon.” She shifts in her seat, eying the book mark on her desk. How is she going to be able to grab it and keep her book in the right place? This is something she hasn’t thought about. “Uh, C-Could you --- possibly --- get the, the bookmark for me?” she asks.

                                “as expected, this routine is incredible. i will have to say, though -- seeing it live rather than through a video is quite. . . magical. do you mind showing me once more? i'll follow along. it's always been --- sort of a dream to dance with my choreographer." it sounded silly being said out loud, but his team was very picky about who could be around him. he liked to think it was because he got sick easily, but he knew that they were only trying to keep him on a tight leash. "i promise i won't take up too much more of your time."

                                “you know, you should join yuki on stage. you should be the one on stage, shining like a star ! the way you move is like watching the song truly come to life, airi. maybe i can steal you away from yuki and have you join me on stage instead !"

Arisa had been wary of the sakura themed drinks when she first heard about them. Sure,​ they looked pretty, but just because they looked nice, didn’t mean they would actually taste good. Still, she felt it would be pretty rude to turn down a drink from one of her classmates-whom she knew could be trusted and wasn’t trying to mess with her. “Sure, Airi, thanks.” She said, accepting the drink. “Coffee of any kind is the only way I’m even able to function some days.” She brought it to her lips and blew on it before sipping it. Her eyes widened. “Huh. That tastes better than I was expecting it to.”