[h2]Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium[/h2]
[h3]Tuesday, April 14, 2015[/h3]

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Mako started slightly as the student who approached him suddenly jumped into his interrogation without so much as a by-your-leave. Mako raised an eyebrow at the sudden intrusion, but eventually decided he couldn't hold such a thing against the black-haired boy- he was much an intruder himself, considering the circumstances. And so, plastering on his most winning of smiles, Mako decided to demonstrate to Black-Hair-san exactly why he was here.

[color=0076a3]"Why, quite correct, my friend. And indeed, who wouldn't want to join such a fine institution as that of the theatre, anyway? Such a lovely tradition, it is- dates all the way back to the ancient Greeks, I believe. It has always fascinated me, such a subject. Acting is one of my many passions. Perhaps my utmost! Why, sometimes I am so passionate about it that I scarce know when I am acting and when I am simply... normal? For a certain definition of [i]normal,[/i] anyway."[/color]

Mako paused, glancing at what was likely a bemused expression on Black-Hair-san's face for the briefest of moments before returning to his steamroller-esque presence.

[color=0076a3]"...But enough chit-chat, I am being rude. I am Mako, Mako Moritomi. Pleased to meet you, Mr...?"[/color]