[b][u]Akira Kirigakure // Warakuma High, The Archery Range[/u][/b]

As the bell rang, signaling the end of classes, and the unfortunate end for his nap, Akira rose from his slumber, grabbed his bag and left 3-1's classroom. Walking down the hall way, he glanced out the windows. [i]It's already been 3 years, hmm?[/i] Walking past the club board, his eyes immediately go towards the Archery Club and sees a familiar name name and laughs. [b]"I wonder..."[/b] Moving again, he stops at the Archery Range. Seeing a group of guys standing around some stacked boxes, staring at a pair of guys, who seemed to know each other. 

Next to them was a guy glaring at one of the two, one who Akira was all too familiar with. Rokoru Ishihara, apparently he was named as the new captain of the archery club when [i]they[/i] graduated. While he was a great archer, his personality could use some work. He's not one to play well with others. Laughing quietly to himself, [b]"I worry about their future with him in charge."[/b] He finished with a smile.

Moving closer to Rokoru, he leaned against the wall. As the others continued talking, he turned to Rokoru.

With a smirk, [b]"Still playing 'leader', eh, Rokoru?"[/b]