Day 3 of my Christmas advent/challenge thing. Every day until Christmas, I'll make a post featuring either the character from the Arcana assigned to the day (apologies in advance if I fuck up their personalities) or an event of my choosing if no relevant character exists for the Arcana. Arcanas are assigned numerically, as in Fool (0) was the fourth, and the World (21) is Christmas Day. Stories have no set theme and they have no minimum length. Next Arcana is the Priestess (II), Takeru's character Kitori Shirohane. I was incapicatatingly ill until like literally an hour ago (11PM), so I wrote it on my mobile in twenty minutes, so it's both poopy and short. Yay...? [s]Posted this literally five minutes before midnight nbd[/s]

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[hider=Day #3]Kitori stopped, turning her head to look at what she saw in the corner of her eyes. There, peeking out from under the snow, was a single flower, blooming despite the chilly ending Winter temperature. The unusual sight distracted the student, and she walked off from the center of the snowy path to kneel down beside it, eyeing it ever so carefully like it'd collapse from the mere observation. She attempted to analyze it for more than what it was but the sheer simplicity of a flower made it impossible to overthink it any further. 

Though, the moment didn't last long, as a heavy passing boot destroyed it as it landed on it. She felt a bit of remorse for the delicate flower but it fled quickly and she found herself standing back up without much more. Though, the boot-owner was already turned and facing her. Kitori took a moment to observe the seemingly older student and the disappointed frown on his masculine face, eyes pointed on the crushed flower resting in his boot print's imprint. She considered saying something about it but the quiet "[i]Oh[/i]" that escaped his lips kept her from following through with her plan to do so.

She ran her hand through her hair, brushing off some of the snow flakes and tucking a few strands behind her ear. The male student shifted his stance slightly in anticipation of leaving, crunching the snow beneath him audibly. Kitori lifted her school bag from the ground and turned on her heel to leave, but the sight of the burly student awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck caught her attention like the flower had. Kitori figured it to be obvious that the bot was a transfer, judging by the fact that he had a foreign look to his face and she hadn't seen him before in her years of schooling. The entire situation remained awkward, perhaps even more so after Kitori realized the guy was easily a few heads taller than her.

"... Hi," the girl eventually mumbled out, unsure if the male was even interested in talking. She considered that he was merely waiting for an explanation as to why she was so weirdly crouching down in the short snow for, but it seemed not the case as he merely waved a hand at her before turning heel again and walking a few strides away. He hesitated a short bit, but eventually kept on his way, and once he was a fair distance away, Kitori remembered her objective of getting home and started pacing forward like all the other students around her. Everyone else was plenty eager to return home and warm up after traversing through the small town in the midst of the cold season, but she felt a strange desire to remain outside for a while and enjoy the chilly though pleasant weather. Her clothes didn't permit a long stay outside however, her legs exposed to the frigid air more than desirable in her school uniform, and instead elected to simply return home as quickly as possible.[/hider]

[quote=SwordfishKnight]Is everyone in the school a pervert?[/quote]
Yes.