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[✦ nemuri]

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──xmale ✦ 17 ✦ ninth ranked heartbreaker ✦ location;; hallways
mood;; bored ✦ tagged/mentioned;; saki, naoko, akio, saburo



When Satoru stepped out of the gym, he sure wasn't expecting to see a horde of people standing several steps away from the door. Half tempted to yell at them for not entering the stupid gym, his words died in his throat as his eyes focused on the figures standing in front of him. Letting out a sigh and running a hand through his hair, his eyes darkened slightly. Although pretending to be someone be wasn't could be fun, the red eyed male really didn't feel like dealing with Naoko and Saki, of all people. Saburo was standing nearby, and there was another male that he didn't really recognize. As he contemplated turning the other way, Satoru remembered about Naoko's container and his blazer, and with a hint of reluctance the black haired male with magenta tipped ends made his way over to the group. He was close enough to have heard part of their conversation, which worked quite well in his favour. However, he was only there long enough to hear Saburo's question. At least he wouldn't appear to be like some sort of bumbling fool who couldn't take a hint.

"If you still need help, I'd be happy to tag along, Adachi-san," Satoru commented, walking over to the group with a neutral expression on his face. He had to fight back a displeased frown when he turned to face Naoko, however. No matter how the black haired male with magenta tipped ends looked at it, it was still far too early to be interacting with the girl-who-appeared-to-be nice-but-really-wasn't-that-nice-underneath again. "Right, did you want your container back, Iwasaki-san? I've got it stashed away in my locker right now but I can give it back to you a little later."

Deciding to not ask about his blazer to see if the gray haired girl was going to give it back, Satoru then turned to face Saki with a nod and small smile. "Hello there, it appears as though we meet again," the red eyed male commented lightly, before tapping at the corner of his eyes. "I seem to be seeing you everywhere these days. Coincidence, much?" Humming under his breath, Satoru shifted from foot to foot. He was still irked about the fact that they had to stay at school overnight because of the heavy rain, although he didn't let it show too much. Just the smallest bit of emotion here and there to show that he was feeling just the slightest bit annoyed. The red eyed male had long learned the lesson of managing one's feelings, especially since he was a heartbreaker, a player in Deceit who was in the top ten. Granted, he was only ninth, but it still counted.

Turning to face the blonde haired male with pale blue eyes last, Satoru let a small frown creep onto his face as he extended a hand. "I don't believe we've met before. I'm Itou Satoru, pleased to meet you." Giving a small nod in the other male's direction, Satoru tried to think of a time when he had seen the other person. The blonde haired male didn't appear to be new, but even if he was he didn't seem to be particularly memorable. Maybe he was the quiet type who stayed in the library as much as possible. The red eyed second year knew nothing of the person who was now in front of him, and Satoru didn't want to say anything that could possibly offend him and five him the wrong impression of Satoru.

[aho]

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[ role ] target, 2nd year student [ location ] gym entrace [ mood ] x
[ tagged ] naoko, akio, saburo, satoru [ orientation ] heterosexual

"It wouldn't matter if we were stuck outside of the gym. I'd just sleep in a classroom." replying to the comment. Which of course was what Saki would be doing that night, sneaking out of the gym when it seemed like everyone was asleep. After the long journey to the other side of the school where the gym resided she was in a cheerful mood having chatted with Akio and Naoko the whole way. They were at the entrance when Saburo had bumped into them apologising quickly, "Its okay. Were you going somewhere?" the two of them were in the same class together but they rarely talked, from her knowledge of Saburo he was on the student representative council. He must be busy helping set up the gym right now. Was he the secretary or the vice president? Saki didn't want to keep Saburo anymore than this since he seemed busy rushing somewhere, he seemed to also have a high-standing with the teachers if they relied on him this much.

She watched as Naoko began talking to Saburo, it seemed like she had taken a particular interest in him which Saki didn't seem to find suspicious at all. only because she's so oblivious to everything "Of course, I'll see you in the gym when you get back then." she turned on her heel almost bumping into someone again like the klutz she was. "Ah sorry-" quickly looking up to see Satoru's face, "Hello Satoru nice to see you too" giving him a smile not even taking notice of how close their faces were. Saki took a step back before continuing, "Coincidence? I believe it must be fate." saying fate as a joke not to be taken seriously she let out a small giggle, "Just kidding! Hahaha. Well have you finished setting up your sleeping space in the gym?" it would be best for her to get a spot that was easy for her to get out of so she wouldn't have to step over people. A spot exactly in front or next to the gym entrance would be perfect, hopefully the teacher wouldn't sit near the gym entrance. Now she was getting nervous about whether or not someone had actually taken the spot, eyeing the empty space near the entrance, she wanted to go inside and claim the spot but she didn't want to ditch Satoru or Akio whilst in the middle of a conversation.

[ataraxic_gone]

۩ ❝ Maiko Akamine ❞

-The Teacher | Female, Sports and Science | Word Count; 609 | Tagged; Saburo-
The announcement that the students were going to be staying overnight at the gym was just as annoying for Akamine-Sensei as it was her students. If the students had to stay; she had to stay and because she was in charge of sports (in fact she was the head of the department) she was charged with setting up the gym for the students. An offer had been put forth for her to select a group of students to assist her but after careful consideration she decided that she wouldn't take up the offer. She knew that tonight would be long and the students were already annoyed; making them set things up could only flame a fire she didn't want to enrage.

Much to her surprise students like Saburo volunteered regardless and setting up things became much easier. They together got two tables out and piled sleeping bags neatly on top. It had been Maiko's genius idea to take out netball netting and some sheets from the art classrooms to build a barrier between the female and male students. This would offer either side some privacy and possibly slow any attempts for either side to communicate during the night. She turned to Saburo and handed him the keys, instructing him to get more water from the cafeteria. She watched the young student leave with a smile on her face; such good work ethic!

She handed out bags, snacks and water to some of the students who arrived later than most. The rest of the students sought out and retrieved their own supplies. As students began to filter in Maiko slowly began to tone up her teacher instincts and suppressed the excited buzz of getting to spend the night in a huge gym during a storm. She could hear the pounding of rain and it sent a thrill up her spine. She wouldn't have to worry about staying up at night, the rain would keep her up easily. One of the things which first got Maiko into science was weather. She recalls listening to emergency broadcasts as a kid whenever a tsunami or cyclone hit. If she didn't have to be at school tonight she would be at home, sitting on her top floor balcony watching the storm while listening to a movie.

The thought of movies lit a fire in her mind and she fumbled with the water bottle she was holding. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and her lips parted into a delighted smile. Looking over the students coming into the gym they all seemed to be capable of locating the supplies and with a happy hum Maiko walked up to Hanna-Sensei. Hanna was the history and drama teacher and currently was holding the only other set of keys. After a quick run of small talk Maiko retrieved the key for the drama room. The teacher ran past several students as she made her way to the drama room, unlocked it and retrieved the projector and Hanna's school laptop. A fast paced walk back and the teacher was back in the Gym.

While students chatted away Maiko set up the projector facing the white brick walls, running cords back and forth from the generator room off the side of the gym. From there it was only a matter of fetching some movies and here was one of the few times Maiko's forgetfulness came in handy. In her bag were three movies [Wolf's Children, The girl who leapt through time, Third Option] which she had forgotten to return on her way to work. She would poll the students once they were all gathered to see which movie would be played.

[roman]

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━━━ role : bystander ━━ mood : he's a tired bb ━ tags : naoko, saki, suburo, satoru


indentakio nodded in response to naoko's questions, but before he could comment any further, the familiar face of suburo appeared, looking a little overwhelmed. akio sighed mentally at the work, but he smiled anyway. he often did such work around home, with his mother unable to lift heavy things and always wanting to rearrange. compared to the couch in her living room, a case of water was nothing.

indent"sure. no problem," he said with a shrug. "nice to meet you," he directed at naoko. "you don't have to help, they aren't that heavy. we can get them, can't we suburo?"

indenthe hoped it didn't seem like he was trying to avoid saki and naoko, for he was merely trying to be polite and save them from the work. it was more of a rhetorical question, but before suburo would have been able to respond, yet another person appeared. akio had seen him around the school before, but never met him properly. akio was surprised to find that he actually didn't mind all this company. tiring as it was, it was better than sitting in the gym alone.

indent"hello," he said to satoru. "I'm ishikawa akio. nice to meet you too."

indentakio looked at saki. he knew, from the look on her face which he often had on his, that she was eager to get to the gym. spending the night there wasn't the most pleasing prospect, and he understood her wish to escape into one of the classrooms. getting a good spot was important for her, then. "if you need to go get a spot, go ahead, saki," he said gently. "you aren't ditching us or anything. I understand."

indentonly when akio thought about a spot in the gym did he realize he didn't have anything needed for a night here. he didn't have a sleeping bag or a toothbrush or anything. he hoped the teachers at least had blankets for them. and there's no one to feed mika! he thought anxiously. he'd filled her cat dish up this morning, but he doubted that it would last overnight. praying that they wouldn't have to stay tomorrow as well, akio resolved to text his father and ask him to accomplish the task.

[RoselynBlackThorne]

♠ Ｈ Ａ Ｒ Ｕ Ｈ Ｉ ~ Ｋ Ｕ Ｒ Ｏ Ｋ Ａ Ｗ Ａ ♠
𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔪 - - - 𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖘: ____


ｔｉｍｅ-ｓｋｉｐ



I'm sorry, Mother... I didn't expect this to happen today.
aw sweetheart, it's all right! your father stayed home today, so i'll be fine. you should be careful though; i don't want anything happening to you ❤
I haven't heard from Father... Why is that?
oh. he forgot to charge his phone again (silly man lol ❤) and he just wants to say that he's thinking about you. oops gtg; take care, sweetpea ❤
I will.

After that brief chat via text with her mother, Haruhi sighed quietly and tucked her phone back in her pocket... Putting the jacket of her uniform above her head, she sat in a corner of the gym alone in silence; watching everyone else around her interacting with each other.
If there was one thing she didn't want to do, it was end up stuck crowded in the gym with a bunch of students she didn't know and didn't want to familiarize herself with... But it happened.
She wanted to go home... She wanted to pick up the surprise gift for her mother. But that just wasn't happening today.

[darling lady]

𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢
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[ target ] [ seventeen ] [ tags; Saki ] [ form ] [ oc ; so oblivious, so awkward ]

It was the green-eyed girl who first volunteered, spinning on her heel and offering him her hand. Her energy took him by surprise, although he managed to get his hand up for a quick and awkward handshake. He frowned when she mentioned she brought the bad weather.
“I can’t imagine why bad weather would follow a nice girl around…” He mumbled absentmindedly. “You aren’t an Ameonna, are you?”
She then turned to ask her friends for permission before introducing herself as Iwasaki Naoko, before exclaiming how cool everyone was. She seemed very cheerful and talkative, and he gave her a small smile. “I am Adachi Saburo, it’s nice to meet you Iwasaki-san-”
However, before he could thank her for volunteering, Satoru arrived and offered to help. But Akio brushed them aside, claiming that he and Saburo could handle the cases on their own. While it was certainly nice to have so many volunteers, Saburo really didn’t care who helped out or not.
“Well, we’ll have to carry several cases back. I would say at least six or more, so the more the merrier. Itou-san, Ishikawa-san and I should be able to handle the cases, if you want to keep talking with your friends Iwasaki-san. But thank you for offering.” He gave her a small, polite smile and excused himself from the group, walking towards the cafeteria. He turned to whoever decided to follow him and help, trying to make small talk. He wasn’t exactly friends with any of them, but just walking in silence seemed awfully awkward to him.
“It sucks that we can’t go home, I was looking forward to watching tonight’s new anime episodes.” Saburo began, not really sure what to talk about. Anime was a safe subject, right? It’s not like people were considered weird for watching it, as long as they weren’t totally obsessed. He felt immensely awkward and on the spot. He disliked being the center of attention, especially with near-strangers.

[feather']

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.Ｙｕｒｉ Ｈａｓｅｇａｗａ － ！！
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.● heartbreak detective ● male ● hallway ● tags ; Kiosho

lilyThe hallways that the boy prowled down where long and empty. His foot steps echoed down the evacuated corridors, bouncing off the walls and traveling down the hall to the threshold of every classroom, like a soft voice calling out. A little plastic white straw hung askew with bite marks from the corner of his mouth, the juice box in belonged to clutched in his swinging hand. The other students had all obediently made their way to the gymnasium when requested to do so by the voice over the intercom. Yuri on the other hand, walked aimlessly through the halls of the school, taking his time as he wandered closer and close to the gym.
lilyEveryone had been quick to make their way there. In hindsight, Yuri figure that this was the wise decision. Good sleeping spots would be the first to go, meaning he would most likely be getting. With his interest in remaining alone diminished, Yuri made his way to the stair case. He was a few floors above the gym, and stopped at the top of the stairs, his eyes slowly narrowing as if he had just been offered some sort of challenge. Yuri paused to make sure the coast was clear before approaching the railing. Hoping up onto the metal beam with a sly smile he began steadily gaining speed as he headed down.
lilySoon the silent air was disturbed by Yuri's cheerful laughter, as he reached the bottom of the stairs and stumbled to a stop as he ran out of railing. He didn't end his trip here though and immediately turned around ready to take on the rest of the stairs. His hair was whisked back a bit as he slide along, find joy in indulging in actions that would frowned upon by the teachers during school hours. With all supervisors to busy preparing for the long night ahead, Yuri was left without a care in the world. That is until he slipped up.
lilyHe neared the gymnasium floor, and got prepared to hop off the railing and waltz out into the hallway, but instead stumbled. Not only did he stumble, but he collided right into an unsuspecting Kiosho. Yuri didn't miss a beat, and began laughing once more as he pulled his head back to look up at Kiosho. " Oops, my bad Mizukawa-san!" His sing songy voice chimed as he closed his eyes and smiled at him. In a matter of seconds and joyful expression quickly contorted into a mischievous smirk and narrowed gaze. " Would you care to join me?" In truth, what fun was being troublesome when you didn't have a companion by you're side?

[roman]

Ａ ＫＩＯ ！
━━━ role : bystander ━━ mood : he's a tired bb ━ tags & mentions : suburo, naoko, saki, satoru, yuri, maiko


indentakio smiled apologies at the group of assembled people, happy to have met them, before he turned and followed suburo towards the cafeteria. he waved his good-bye's as he rounded a corner and entered a separate hallway, blocking naoko and saki from view. he didn't know if satoru would join them, and he didn't really care either way. he seemed to already know naoko and saki. he hated to intrude on their friendship, if that's what they were.

indentthey walked in silence (akio was having trouble coming up with something to say) until suburo mentioned anime. akio wasn't exactly fond of anime. he'd rather read a good manga in front of the fire with mika curled up in a tight furry ball beside him. however, he didn't mind anime, and he realized that suburo was just trying to "break the ice", so to speak. akio sympathized, and a gentle, understanding smile crossed his features. he was walking behind suburo, so he wouldn't see it, but akio shrugged.

indent"actually, I was hoping to curl up with my cat and have a nice cup of hot chocolate," he said softly. "but a good anime would be nice too."

indenthe took a few more steps, and then stopped in his tracks, held up by a sudden idea. "oh!" akio exclaimed, quickening his pace to catch up to suburo and walk by his side. "speaking of hot chocolate, what do you say we ask akamine-sensei if we can grab some from the kitchen? I'm sure everyone would appreciate that."

indenthis smile deepened at the thought of how happy everyone would be with a nice cup of steaming hot chocolate. if they were going to be held up in a school all night, akio decided, then they should at least be allowed something other than water. but soon his thoughts wandered exactly where he didn't want them to go. he envisioned himself sitting next to yuri, laughing and sharing hot chocolate. his heart rate quickened, and he felt his cheeks grow warm.

indentno, no, no! he scolded himself. he's just a really good friend. you can't have feelings toward him, akio! get your head straight!

[✦ nemuri]

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──xmale ✦ 17 ✦ ninth ranked heartbreaker ✦ location;; hallways
mood;; bored ✦ tagged/mentioned;; saki, akio, saburo



Rocking back and forth on his heel, Satoru smiled slightly at the pink haired girl. What she had said was a very Saki-like thing to say, and the black haired male with magenta tipped ends had expected no less. "Fate, huh? Seems legit enough." Giving Saki a small wink, Satoru hummed to himself before nodding his head towards her last question. "I'm closer towards the edges of the gym, although it probably would be warmer near the middle." Musing quietly to himself, the red eyed male ran a hand through his hair and sighed, closing his eyes briefly.

When Akio's quieter voice piped up, Satoru nodded his head before retracting his hand. As Saburo walked away with Akio following, the black haired male and magenta tipped ends shot an apologetic and almost regretful look towards Saki. Turning to follow the two, Satoru followed behind with a bit of distance. After all, he hadn't been originally invited to get the cases of water, and he wanted to get to know Akio a little more by observing. Perking up at Saburo's question, Satoru blinked several times before quickening his pace slightly so that he was walking side-by-side with the other two males. "Ah, I don't usually watch anime, as I do prefer manga more. Are there any good series airing this season? There's nothing much to do right now than help out and socialize, and while people may not realize, anime and manga are also highly effective as time wasters," Satoru piped up, grinning slightly. They were also quite useful depending on what genre you were reading, and in this case it would be shoujo romance manga. Although the red eyed male would never outright admit that he liked reading them (he'd rather be shot dead and left to rot than doing so), there were many interesting tips and techniques that the males in those kind of manga used against the girls that Satoru would've never been able to think up of by himself. Such techniques included the kabedon, where (preferably) a taller person would pin (preferably) a shorter person against the wall with a hand by the head. Satoru had tried it once against one of his targets, and he was pleasantly surprised at how red a person's face can become.

Being jerked out of his reveries again this time by Akio, the black haired male with magenta tipped ends blinked his crimson eyes and turned his head to face the blond haired male. "That's... an intriguing idea. I like it, but there's not probably not enough for everybody. What do you say, Adachi Saburo of the student council?" Pausing slightly, Satoru's face suddenly turned into a colour that was a few shades away from his eye colour. "Oh wait, are you even part of the student council? I'm sorry if I'm making assumptions, you're so responsible and it wouldn't surprise me if you were...!" Exhaling at his comment, Satoru ran a hand through his hair, agitation barely visible in his orbs. 'Well damn, you either got it right or screwed up big time,' Satoru thought to himself, mentally cringing at the thought. And there he thought that he wouldn't look like a fool. A job well done indeed.