[b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXWoXxwl4-c]Warakuma High – Gates[/url]

Seeing Noboru wave to him, Sato broke away from the gate and walked over, carrying his bag behind his waist with his thumb hooked into one of the belt loops on his pants. He waved back when he stopped a few feet away from the boy.	

	“Hey, Noboru,” Sato tried to smile energetically despite the overwhelming tiredness he felt from having to get up earlier for school. He felt almost relieved that he wouldn’t have to go to class alone, even if Noboru might not even be in the same class or even year as him. “How are you coping with the end of our break? I loathe waking up early every single morning, personally.” He couldn’t think of anything better to say, besides perhaps the clubs that were going to start advertising for new members some time within the month or the next.

	“Are you interested in joining any of the clubs this year? The Archery team is looking for some new members since we’re a bit shorthanded this year, so if you’d like to try it I’d be glad to have you there.” That was his sales pitch for the team, which he had promised to one of his fellow members to give to anyone that might be interested in it. Friendly and nonchalant was the approach he decided to take on it. It was almost like a competition between members to see who could recruit the most students. Almost.