[b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNcNF79gqQk]Warakuma High, Sport Club Storage Room #2[/url]

Sato finished the small amount of food he brought with him and shoved the wrapping into his pocket in intention to throw it out as soon as he had the chance. He started to stretch out his legs when he heard a quick knock at the door. Someone likely noticed the door to be unlocked and didn’t want to walk in on someone changing, Sato thought to himself. It wasn’t unusual for people to just put everything on without even leaving the storage room.

	Sato sprung to his feet and made his way over to the door, pushing it open as soon as he could touch it. He reeled back a tiny bit in surprise when he saw Mika and Rokoru waiting for him outside. Immediately, the girl with the streak of blonde dyed into her hair thrust a stack of papers onto him with an eager force. Rokoru furrowed his brow, staring longingly at the documents. As Sato combed through it to find any uncompleted papers, Mika stepped back a bit to let their club leader to explain. “Hashimoto,” He immediately noticed that Rokoru’s voice was a bit higher than normal. The awkward closeness between the girl and boy finally gave him the idea that they [i]could possibly[/i] be dating. Or Mika was just trying to flirt with the older boy. Regardless of what they were actually doing there, the idea suddenly reminded him that he hadn’t seen Akiko’s name on the student roster. Someone in a higher position would probably know a bit more than him, and [i]that[/i] idea made Sato rather eager to get whatever Rokoru’s spiel was going to be over with so he could ask. “Need you to finish those for me. I made sure that you would be able to finish whatever’s left, so um…”

	“Yeah, I got it covered, don’t worry.” Sato nodded his head to affirm his statement further, just to make sure they wouldn’t stress the urgency of the papers. He looked up from all the documents and at the two people standing before him to make sure they had nothing left to say. After a brief moment of silence, Sato started up again. “I’ve something to ask.”

	Rokoru met Sato’s eyes. “Shoot.”

	“Well, there was this girl in my class—3-3, if you didn’t know—that was there on Saturday, but when I checked the class assignments and she wasn’t listed there, nor was she even here today. Her name was Akiko, I believe? Do you know about this?” Sato fidgeting with the papers for a bit. Now that he had actually said it, the stupid memories he ignored came back to him and he suppressed a groan at the thought of such a… a… a [i]slut.[/i]

	“Sorry, man. Never heard the name.” Rokoru looked at Mika to see if she knew anything, but the girl simply shrugged quickly before waving good-bye pre-emptively. Sato figured she was eager to go eat lunch with her… crush? So, he gave them a brief farewell and watched as they strode down the hall to wherever they were going. 

Sato quickly scanned the remaining papers, calculating that he could easily finish them later before heading to the archery meeting after classes. The third-year slid the door shut as he walked out with the papers by his side. While he didn’t know exactly how long it was going to be until their lunch break ended, Sato still decided to walk around campus for a while before heading back to class, vaguely hoping to find someone he could kill time with.

	As he passed by the main entrance and the vending machines with several students, Sato noticed a familiar face near the machines. They had met the other day—Rio Shinachi? Ruo Shinocha? Rui Shinichi…? Despite the fact that he couldn’t exactly remember his name, Sato approached the second-year student. Perhaps they had [i]something[/i] in common and they could strike a friendship off.

	“Hey, you’re Rui Shinichi, right? Second year here? We met the other day if I recall correctly.” After a moment of awkward silence from Sato, he spoke up again after desperately trying to find a topic. “Intererested in any clubs yet?”