[h2]Maki Rika[/h2]

Finally. That disorganized, klutzy-looking, kind of... well, very unathletic woman managed to shyly announce where they had to go. Rika instantly felt absolutely zero respect for her after than entrance, but at the very least she seemed to know where everyone had to go. Arms folded firmly across her chest, Rika turned and began to try and move through the crowd of people. Immediately this became a struggle, as to her irritation nearly everyone was taller than her. She found, every once in a while as she tried to walk, someone would bump into her or brush against her. Many of them didn't even notice. Her irritation grew as she walked, attempting to give a few centimeters of distance between her and anyone else. There were so many people, however, it made it difficult for the small girl to avoid being bumped into. They were all stupid jerks.... If Rika got paired with any of the people who had bumped into her, she'd call it off immediately. Obviously someone like that wouldn't help her at all.

The hallways were fairly wide, but not really intended for a large crowd, and therefore as they passed into them and headed downstairs the students were forced to crowd together. Naturally, this served to annoy Rika even further.

"Hmph, all these idiots who can't watch where they're going..." she glared at the people around her, even as they continued downstairs.

It wasn't long until they reached room 4B. It wasn't quite the same as the rest of the school. Here the hallways were wider and more clinical, marking it as a portion of the Academy devoted to research rather than education. The doors were steel and opened as they approached. Room 4B was large, expansive, and the far wall was covered in various consoles, and a large window. Beyond there were various forms of equipment, and desks, though no-one was present there at the moment.

Of course, Rika was more concerned about what this had to do with getting her Receiver. She wanted someone who would listen, help her, and understand they didn't need to be stupid or dumb or... whatever!

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[h2]Tomoe Miki[/h2]

... Really, it was just too much... at least she could take the elevator this time.

Miki trembled as she road it downwards. Okay, she could take a deep breath and... calm. Calm. They'd already seen her and... all been looking at her from every angle silently judging her... But no, no, no, she... she had a job to do! If she could just... ignore the crowd of students and speak normally everything would be fine! Yeah... just fine, completely and totally fine... Miki trembles. No matter what she tries to make herself think, she feels as if no matter how much she assures herself nothing at all will be fine. It never is. She's always late every year... it's not her fault she was busy! ... Well... busy did mean playing games or watching anime and losing track of the time... and today it also meant tripping and knocking a lamp on the ground when she was getting ready... And last year it meant... and the year before...

Anxiety plagued the woman's mind, and she nearly missed the fact that the elevator doors had opened right in front of her. Realizing she could leave, she hesitated for several moments, before folding her arms and shuffling out into the hall. She did this every year. Every year it was just too cruel, but she had to do it... she had to... The side door opened, and slowly she walked in.

They were all there.

"... H-hello, new students, e-er... A-as you, know, um," she began. Now it was even harder to feel like they might not be looking at her... "... A-as you know, Tuners and Receivers need one another, s-so... y-you're here to be paired up! The r-results will be availiable shortly, so, er... p-please mingle among yourselves wh-while you wait! Ah-hahahah..."

Shifting her feet awkwardly, Miki looked to the side.

"... O-or... a-ask me questions I guess..."

It was unfortunate, really, that her job was both research and to address the students. But... at least this was the only time of the year she had to do this with them in such numbers...

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[h2]Kudou Chie[/h2]

"It never fails, she's late every year," replied Chie. She watched as the new students began to file. It seemed she was too late... Oh, well, she could get to know them later, couldn't she. "Sometimes I wonder about Tomoe-sensei. She seems like she has a lot of trouble getting here on time... every single year. I wonder what she's doing."

She shrugged. "Oh, well, we should probably go and get our dorm situated before they bring us in to test our Synch Ratios."

It happened every year. New students got paired, old students got some time to settle into their dorms before going to see if their Synch Ratios had changed. Pairs shared a dorm, even if they were of the opposite sex. Thankfully each room had two seperate, smaller rooms attached for changing clothing, in case of such a situation. Generally, surprisingly, things worked out decently well this way. As far as Chie understood, it was determined that maximum social contact between the two partners was the best way to ensure a relationship developed that would increase their Synch Ratios.