[b]Toma Tanaka - Warakuma High School[/b]

Toma's eyebrows raised in surprise. Aiko hadn't initially struck him as a sporty person, what with the outgoing-ness and flair he demonstrated.

"There's definitely more room," Toma said, pulling a bag of chips out of his bag and cracking it open. "The guy who leads it, Kimura Arata, is a bit of a nut -- er, by that, I mean he's really passionate about track and field. I'm sure he'll be ecstatic to get another member."

He then tossed both his school bag and gym bag over his shoulder. "I gotta say, Aiko, I didn't think track would interest you. I would've told you about the club earlier had I known." After eating a handful of chips, he offered some to Aiko. 

"Being honest though, while I do find it fun, I just kind of joined so I had something to fill my time," he added with a small smile.

The pair made their way down a flight of stairs, heading for the school's shoddy track field. Toma continued to munch away on his chips. What he saw when he reached the bottom of the stairs, however, made him pause mid-bite.

Kotori was speaking with a shorter boy, whom Toma did not recognize. After taking a moment to study the atmosphere of the situation, a knowing smile spread across his face. He finished off the half-eaten chip, the [i]crunching[/i] noise seeming loud in comparison to the stillness of the hallway. 

He turned away from the scene to continue on towards the track, assuming that Aiko had no interest in the two younger students and would follow.