[center][h2][color=DodgerBlue]Hondo Shigeki[/color][/h2][/center]
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On the horizon, a horrific sight emerged: A shambling, bloated corpse trudged into view, shuffling along the grassy plain, emitting low groans beneath unparsed lips. It moved forward with a sense of lifelessness one can only find in the dead. With a sharp inhale, the creature opened its maw, letting loose a ghastly.....yawn. For this "corpse" was Hondo Shigeki, having once again neglected getting a full night's sleep.

There were worse locations he felt he could have been in- The bottom of a ravine, the middle of a war zone, France- but on his long, long list of places he would rather not be, "On the walk to another year of school" was in the top twenty. He rubbed the excess sleep out of his eyes and blinked, noticing people up ahead of him, gathering together. Ah, his schoolyard peers, fellow pupils of the noble Institute. A few girls he couldn't make out from the distance he was at, and ah- there was Jonathan! Good old Jonathan........Hondo knew which direction HE wasn't going in.

He trudged along forward, parallel to the group, making certain he kept a respectable distance from them, while grumbling under his breath about his sore feet.