[hr][center][h2][color=00aeef]Jonathan Walker[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

Jonathan moved to stand next to her, a bit more than an arm's-length away and facing the field. Personal space and all. So far, Mina didn't seem nearly as unpleasant as he'd heard, and he [i]almost[/i] regretted not saying hello the previous year. Almost. But perhaps that would have ended poorly -- he didn't have the same sense of tact before, as evidenced by his [i]very[/i] lengthy medical history. He couldn't help but smirk at her crack towards the day's earlier, erm, 'learning experience'. His nose definitely still stung, but it felt like the nerve endings were finally dying off from the repeated injuries. The nasal bandage was almost part of his regular wardrobe at this point.

[color=00aeef]"The same as last year, I'm afraid. But who knows, maybe it'll heal straight this time. That'd be an improvement."[/color]

He decided then that he'd view any future facial injuries as 'impromptu plastic surgery', considering the skill of the school's nurses and doctor. Last year's brawl with Taro had left his nose slightly twisted to the left. A glance her direction revealed that she was holding a notebook and rather nice pen, prompting a low-key eyeroll. That was the sort of thing Ryuuto would undoubtedly be doing, and given how long Jonathan had been away, it was likely that the other upperclassmen had already spoken.

[color=00aeef]"I suppose Ryuuto roped you into note-taking. Is there anyone in particular you're keeping an eye on?"[/color]

[@Silver Carrot]