[h3]Shizuka Otonashi || Warakuma Mall || April 20 MON: After School[/h3]
After being carried away by her nagging instinct to repair damaged clothing of all sorts, the blonde felt embarrassed for herself for intruding into a complete stranger's business, but it didn't change the fact that something had to be done to [i]that shirt[/i]. [color=violet]"Oh! Pardon me for my intrusion, I usually don't voice out my concern to a stranger. But something [i]has[/i] to be done with your shirt. I'm Oto-- no, Shizu-chan would suffice. And you ar-- ...?"[/color] Her inquiry was cut short when the male paused in his statement, while his gaze was turned away from the other and... onto the store close by? It didn't even take a minute when suddenly, a flash of azure hue, then a blue haired girl stood by the side of the stranger she was conversing to.

This other girl who had just appeared spoke in a rather quick tone, which would have been difficult to catch most of what she had said if one did not give their full attention. The blue haired female went on and on, causing Shizuka to dilemma on whether she should reply to whatever she was asking for or to let her finish her piece before chronologically responding to her questions. At the moment, Shizuka felt as if she should probably leave the two to themselves, since she had no relation to either of them whatsoever. Before any answers [s]or excuses to leave[/s] were to be given, the girl started to pull on the loose threads from the shirt of "Noboru", what the girl called him, while being ignorant to the fact of what she was doing to the article of clothing.

[color=violet]"Um... Excuse me, but you're.... Uh...."[/color], Shizuka hesitantly attempted to inform her of what was inevitably about to happen to the shirt but the female with blue strands seemed to be too concentrated on the pulling of threads to hear what she had to warn her of. The currently blond haired student covered her sight with her own hand, bracing herself for what was about to happen.

[i]Rip.[/i] ......... [i]SCREEEEAM.[/i]

A panicked female voice scolded the Noboru person and he scolded her back, from what Shizuka could hear, waiting for a good while before unblinding herself. This felt like one of those typical scenes she would see from the animes she watched, wondering if she were dreaming or this was actually happening in real life. The male apologized for the mishap and tells her that it doesn't happen [i]often[/i]. Just how [i]often[/i] did this even happen to the poor boy? Were they actually accidents? Or something more than little [i]accidents[/i]?

[color=violet]"Errr, i-it's quite alright. I was able to shield my eyes before the inevitable accident. ....Have you put on another decent clot--"[/color] Assuming Noboru had placed on another shirt after the original shirt had ripped, Shizuka lowers her hand away from her eyes.

Big mistake. A trickle of blood. Cheeks tinted in a shade of rosy red. Another scream.

While burying her face into her hands, just as the other female had done, the blonde shrieks towards the male, [color=violet]"P-PLEASE PUT ON A DECENT SHIRT!"[/color] The commotion created a crowd of murmuring people around the people involved when another male stepped forward and posed...? This was definitely going to lure a couple of security officers to the scene in a matter of seconds.