[h2]Jun-Sang Kim[/h2]

Capture the flag, huh?

Weird. Though, he guessed he didn't have any right to be surprised. When he came to the institute a few years ago, he had to go through something similar. Not CTF, but something in the same vein.

Jun-Sang wasn't really a fan of it.

As the teams were decided and the game started, Jun-Sang wordlessly slid up beside the group of teachers watching on the sidelines.

"Don't mind me," he stated flatly, "Just gonna observe, if you don't mind."

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[h2]Rumi Kataoka[/h2]

Why did she come to the school?

It didn't take her long to come up with a response, to be honest.

"Why not?"

It was true, in a way. It's not like Rumi had given it much serious thought. It might be fun, right? And what could go wrong? This is what Rumi thought.

And then they were walking to the flag, up next to the big guy.

Musashi greeted him with an energetic gusto, and Rumi couldn't help but giggle at that. She gave a small wave to Zeke.

"You doin' okay?" she asked him. He seemed a little out of it, if she was going to be honest.

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[h2]Ryousei Aoyama[/h2]

One does not simply try to punch someone in the chest after that someone just saw someone getting kicked in the chest. As Ryousei moved, he saw a flash of movement and leapt backward, just narrowly avoiding the other boy's punch.

"Not bad!" he said, thumbing his nose, "If I hadn't just seen someone fall the exact same way you might have gotten me."

He straightened up.

"I don't suppose you're going to let me slip through, huh?" Ryousei said.

Without waiting for an answer, he got into a fighting stance.

"Don't worry, the edge is blunt... well, relatively speaking."

Then he charged, aiming at the boy's legs in a wide swipe.

[@Western Robot]