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[ Oh, a fist bump, right. ]
Miki held out his fist and ever so gently nudged Jun’s with it. That was how they were supposed to be done, right?
I was expectin’ something a lil harder but we’ll work on that, yeah!
Trouble was getting excited— He made a new friend!
Yo, do you wanna go investigate around?
Well— They had to do something, right? Sometimes standing in one place just doesn’t cut it when you’re excited!
Ah-yes, friends! T-that would be nice.
Miki never really talked to that many people before, so he didn’t have many friends, any even. The closest thing he had ever had to a friend was her…
I would really like that…
Gimme a pound it, bro!
He held out his fist, waiting for the other boy to bump it.
Oh, this was the boy from before wasn’t it? The one that he had made a complete embarrassment of himself in front of. Jun Park… he would have to remember that.
Oh, is that so? I guess it’s a lucky coincidence that we met beforehand then.
It seemed like he was on good terms with Jun, he couldn’t tell for sure though.
Hell yeah— I can tell we’ll be great friends, maybe!
His chipper tone was obviously matching his mood— It was near impossible to get this boy unhappy. That’s a lie, there are many ways to get him in a sour mood easily— but he’s bright and happy usually!
Room assignments? Miki decided he might as well see where he would be staying for now.
[ That’s right, it’s just for now. There’s no way we will be stuck here forever. Right? ]
Miki looked for his name on the many notices containing the room assignments
[ How did these get everywhere? ]
B-1. Only a few other people were near him, and as much as he hated to admit it, he was thankful for that. Looking through the list, Miki realised the only person who he knew the name of was Takeru Kisaragi, who wasn’t too far from him.
I guess I will have just have to look through my ID later.
Miki headed towards his room.
Yo!
Trouble called out to the boy, approaching him.
Remember me from earlier? I never got a chance to introduce myself.
He was disappointed by that, but of course he didn’t let it show.
Name’s Jun Park, but I’m well known as Trouble. You’re Miki Ikari, yeah? Looks like our rooms are just across from each other!
To The Dorms! [open]
"Really…? That’s a shame. I was hoping at least someone I was near would be nice."
Damn. Looks like she was pretty unlucky when it came to neighbors. She hoped that this guy just got a bad first impression of Takeru, but judging by the people she’d talked to earlier, most of these kids were probably really rude.
Hmm…C-1 wasn’t the closest to her room, but it was close enough that she may run into the guy once in a while. He was nice, but she didn’t want to see that terrible ‘Swag’ necklace every day.
"Hopefully the person in B-1 is nice. Or at least tolerable. They’re across from both of us."
Speaking of meeting people, she hadn’t actually learned anyone’s name. It was probably beneficial to do that. Since she was talking with this guy, she decided to start here.
"I’m Akiko Fukui, by the way. I’m a makeup artist."
Oh, yeah, the violinist right? Ikari Miki? The guy seems pretty chill so far.
Yep! So far he was doing great, socially. He’s met about— Three people? Good on you, Trouble.
Whoa, a makeup artist?
That’s hella radical!
Trouble then put on his famed blue shutter shades, to complete his look.
Name’s Jun Park— More commonly known as Trouble. I’m a DJ.
And of course, this was no time for a self promotion so he left out a little piece of irrelevant information.
To The Dorms! [open]
Akiko looked around after hearing someone shout out. At first, she thought it couldn’t possibly be directed towards her, since she didn’t know anybody, but it looked like someone was approaching her.
….who was this loser? ‘Swag’? Seriously? At least he wasn’t bumping in to her, or telling her she was wrong. May as well try and make friends with the people who weren’t total douchebags.
"Oh, hey. I’m in A-2. Have you met any of the people I’m next to? I don’t recognize their names…"
She smiled slightly at him before glancing back at the room assignments. Hopefully this guy knew some of these people, so she could at least find out something about her new neighbors.
He glanced at the room assignments, pausing for a bit. And then with no hesitation..
I’ve only seen Takeru, once. But that’s about it— I didn’t get to talk to him but he kinda seemed rude in my opinion.
Well, he certainly did feel that way. That guy did not give Trouble great vibes, at all.
But, I’m in room C-1. I can’t wait to meet the people I’m close to!
And a quick change of topic— Nice. All he was hoping for was smooth sailing; exchanging names and hopefully being able to hang out with more people. All he knew, aside from hosting and working a routine on the turntables, was socialization. Talking to people played a big part for him, and he wouldn’t be able to stay quiet— Unless asked, of course.
To The Dorms! [open]
Akiko walked away from the group, fed up with how most of the students were acting. She wasn’t quite sure where she would go, considering she just got here and didn’t know the layout of the school, but that damned bear’s voice played over the loudspeakers again. She grimaced, but listened to what it said.
Bedrooms, huh? Sounds like something she wouldn’t mind checking out. She followed the directions from the announcement, stopping to look at the room assignments.
She had no idea who she was next to, considering she hadn’t formally met anyone yet. Some french guy, and Take-something. The 90’s kid disaster she talked to earlier sounded French. Maybe it was him? She hoped not, he was kind of an asshole.
Her displeasure at that thought was obviously showing through the grimace on her face. So far, everyone she talked to had been incredibly rude. Hopefully her other neighbors weren’t as asshole-ish as who she was pretty sure this Quentin kid was.
Yo!
He called out to the cosmetician, seeing as she wasn’t too far away from him. He happily trotted over to her, seconds away from engaging in conversation.
Which room are you in?
He’d already figured out the room he was in, and despite the situation he was keeping positivity around him. His beliefs, aside from swag, include positivity will help you through the toughest situations— Even if you had to fake it. Though, he understood that maybe this wasn’t the best choice— But he had to talk to somebody. He didn’t want to remain quiet at a time like this!
Miki turned to look at the boy who had made the outburst.
Fucked up was definitely one way to put it. He looked just as shaken up about the whole scenario as he was himself.
Then a stray thought entered Miki’s mind.
[ Should I try talking to him? ]
He looked approachable enough, like one of those types that would take up most of the conversation, meaning Miki wouldn’t have to talk as much. Without realising it, he found himself walking towards the other boy.
But wait, just after that announcement? What was he thinking, just causally going up to someone and saying hi, right after some crazy stuffed toy told them they had to kill each other? Not to mention Miki didn’t even know how to start a convesation. No this was a bad idea, abort, abort, turn the other way.
Miki tried to do just that, but in his haste lost his footing and fell over in front of the other boy instead.
[ Shit. ]
He noticed the violinist walking towards him and then falling over, immediately blurting out dialogue.
!! You okay?!
The DJ rushed over to the boy on the ground, offering a hand to help him up. Really, despite how he picked his clothing Trouble wasn’t a douchebag at all. Even in a situation where you’re told you must kill somebody, he’d still be nice to somebody who hasn’t done anything wrong.
Yo, what the fuck?!
He couldn't believe what he was hearing-- To kill somebody else?! That's fucked up!!
{FIRST DAY}
Cecilia smiled at the other while she clasped her hands. How wonderful, this boy seemed like one of the nicer classmates she has. And compassionate as well, that gives Cecilia hope for her time in the school. She hopes there are more like you Trouble. She crossed her arms and happily hummed a little tune..
「✿」- Blandise! Cecilia Blandise. It’s a pleasure, friend!
She bowed as a form of respect. Well endowed in Japanese manners despite her figures being more of the Western variety. This IS a school in JAPAN. Her fatigue seemed to have faded away after having met this boy. Her feet bring her to the seemingly long hallway. She turned back to face Trouble, asking him a question.
「✿」 - Now then, aren’t we supposed to be heading to the Auditorium? We wouldn’t wanna be late for the first day of class, now would we?
A chipper smile. Looks like you made her day.
Hell yeah, that wouldn’t be swaggie of us to be late!
His enthusiasm was bright enough to make anyone’s day, of course he was a generally positive guy after all. But more importantly, he could tell he was making a friend.
Man, this is so— Ecstatic!
He said the last word loudly and in English— It was a word most often used on his online radio show, for whenever got really excited
{FIRST DAY}
The weight of her own body crashing into her classmate did hurt a little, especially with her current state of fatigue. She rubbed her eyes to clear away some of the pain away. Blinking twice, she checks if the DJ is unharmed. A tired sigh of relief, looks like she didn’t cause much pain.
「✿」- “Gosh! I didn’t see you there. Sorry about that.”
Hands fix her yellow skirt and red tie. A clean presentation of one’s self towards a stranger is the best way to gain their attention. But with how tired she is right now, she really can’t pull it off. Not like she could anyway. She stares to the side with indifferent eyes.
「✿」- “Yes… I’m alright. Just really tired.” A short pause. "Say, are you going to the Auditorium? I could go with you if you want." The farmer inquired while voice got softer with every word. She’s quite the insecure kind of person.
Good t’ hear you’re alright! Yeah, I’m on my way. But before we go..
He then removed his shutter shades, stuffing them into his pocket.
Name’s Jun Park— I’m mostly known as Trouble, though!
A nice introduction! Nothing was going wrong, smooth sailing. Talking to people was an ease for him— Trouble was quite an outgoing boy.
{FIRST DAY}
The endless path that she walked on seemed like forever. It’s been long since she saw the end. The journey was a lengthy one. She packed water, food, and other necessities. But nevertheless, she is fatigued with her supplies diminishing and almost desperate for seeking another form of life. Her feet were weak and her eyes seemed to close suddenly from time to time. She had to rest her head on the wall, while she proceeded through what seems like the tenth circle of Hell.
Just joking. She’s just lost around the hallway, but she is quite tired from all that walking. Being an early riser is suffering. The destination she was heading for was the Auditorium where the accepted students we’re to receive their orientation for the school and their Almost High School Level Privileges. She’s mostly likely going to crash into somebody soon.
"Should have taken a nap somewhere…" She thought to herself. Well it’s too late for that now, Cecilia. You’re about to crash into another student!
Yo—!
He called after he bumped into her— Well, it looks like he wasn’t paying attention either!
Oh, man! I’m so sorry!
Trouble apologized, half tempted to ask if she was alright. But, it was a small bump, not much damage would’ve been done— right??
Are you alright? Shit, sorry.
The DJ was prepared to apologize for eternity, but his appearance would’ve said otherwise.
This isn't swaggie
Of course, upon waking up, he didn’t feel great— Instead, he was suspicious of the place. Is this how they treated students? Wow. As he stretched, the announcement came on. Splendid.
Well, he was in no position to disobey, so he pushed himself up and head out. He could see several other students making their way into what was known as the theater— Might as well check it out.
Yo, does anybody know what’s going on?
