[b]Akane Hanazawa // Warakuma Shopping District[/b]
April 12th, 2015 

As she neared the edge of the shopping district, her mind a bit preoccupied from the scene she just seen, something came out from the building she was passing and bumped into her. Though, it was more of a slam when you consider the object that 'bumped' into her, causing her to drop all that was in her hands. The impact was strong and if it wasn't for all the hell she went through as a kid, she'd probably on flat on the ground right about now. 

[color=Firebrick]"Felt like I ran into a damn boulder or something,"[/color] Glancing upward at the man, Akane could see she was pretty much close. The man was BIG, not only in height but in size as well. The guy had muscles coming out the wazoo. [i]He looks like he'd be more at home in the settings of Berserk or Fist Of The North Star than in freaking Warakuma.[/i] [color=Firebrick]"What is this, Guts coming to life now?"[/color] she muttered, not realizing that the man probably heard it. Though, he probably wouldn't understand anyway. 

Without wasting any time, the man bent over to pick up the groceries, though not before apologizing. He had a bit of a strange accent. [i]Sounds kind of familiar, Saitama? Hokkaido? Hmm.. Doesn't matter I guess. As long as he's understandable.[/i] But all in all she clearly didn't know this man, well, she could've sworn she has seen him by the gaters of her school. [i]Maybe he's some kind of mobster or bodyguard who spent a little too much in the gym and this all isn't some kind of coincidence.[/i] She mused, 'her artistic' mind running wild. Clearly the manga and anime showing it's influence. 

Laughing to herself, [color=Firebrick]"Ah, don't worry about it, it's fine. Thanks for picking them up at least. You really didn't have to."[/color] [i]Since it's partially my fault as well for being too absorbed in thought...[/i] She decided not to add.