[b][i]-Tuesday 14th April, 2015- After School[/i][/b]

[b]Leiko Hamada: Warakuma High-Drama Club Meeting Room[/b]

The door to the meeting room creaked painfully as Leiko opened it ajar, using the wooden doorstopper hidden by the side of the wall to nudge it against the edge with her foot. 
Unsurprisingly, she was the first to arrive as soon as classes had ended, since the other students were likely taking their time chatting to their classmates about the day's events. Not that the day had been particularly memorable in the least; the day's topics either seemed to revolve around Noboru Yamomoto's consecutive absence, or the approaching Golden Week, which would spell some relief for the students of Warakuma High. Leiko was particularly looking forward to Golden Week but mainly for her own reasons. Namely, her father would finally be returning to Warakuma from his business trip.

Clapping her hands together in a show of motivation, Leiko glanced around the room with a subtle hint of distaste. She really disliked the amount of space that was given to the culture clubs, and considering her impressive roster of new members this year, it was a concern that they wouldn't be able to have enough space for the practical sessions. She had managed to avoid the problem with their ice-breaker meeting last time, but she really wanted the flexibility to practice different forms of expression. [i]Well, one just has to make do.[/i]

Letting out a small puff of air, Leiko rolled her sleeves and got to work.

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A steady stream of students started to enter the room by the time that Leiko was done rearranging the tables and chairs against the walls, and whilst it was a little improvement, it was an improvement just the same. Glancing over at the gathering students, Leiko's gaze stopped briefly at the expectant sight of Masatomo, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at the slimy grin on his face before focusing on the task at hand. [color=fff200]"Good afternoon."[/color] Leiko's words cut sharply through the chatter that still echoed in the room, her stance assuming that of what she expected would exude complete authority. [color=fff200]"I'm glad to see some familiar faces returning from Thursday. Although I can't help but notice some absences as well..."[/color] Her voice trailed off in disapproval as her eyes flickered across the room before returning to a general focus on the group. [color=fff200]"So, picking up from our last session, we introduced ourselves in a more informal manner, and I gave you all a rough schedule of what to expect for the coming year. As earlier stated, we'll be focusing on teambuilding and character skills for the first few weeks. Then...we move onto casting and rehearsing for this year's school play."[/color] Giving a solemn nod to herself for a moment, Leiko continued, [color=fff200]"As I'm sure you're all aware, the...gender ratio of the club is somewhat skewed this year, so I'd like to remind everyone to keep open-minded. Anyone who has any difficulty with that can speak to me in private of course."[/color] Despite what could be seen as a warm invitation was clearly not the case by the cold smile curling Leiko's lips. [color=fff200]"Anyway, moving on from that..."[/color]

Leiko turned around and retrieved stacks of papers laid out from one of the pushed-aside tables before handing them to one of the first years to pass them around the forming half circle of students. [color=fff200]"Today we'll be working on dialogue. During auditions, we focused purely on the relationship between the actor, the audience, and the stage. But it's important to count on chemistry with our fellow performers as well, or the whole show will fall apart."[/color] She tapped the sheet of paper in her hands with the tips of her fingers as her eyes scanned across the room expectantly. [color=fff200]"So, before you all finish getting into pairs, are there any volunteers for a practice demonstration?"[/color] 

There was a clear sense of hesitation spreading across the room, and it wasn't difficult to understand why, considering Leiko's upfront, and somewhat intense attitude towards the arts. But as long as Leiko wasn't forced to ask [b]Masatomo[/b] to act alongside her at this particular moment, she could live to be a little less...harsh, she supposed.