[b][u]Yoshida Mami[/u][/b]

She had been approached. Hidden behind the shadow cast by her headwear, Yoshida Mami began to inwardly shake, the presence of another person in her space igniting the fear within her heart. Her initial expectations had been that the part of the lecture hall that served as their homeroom that she had placed herself in would be too distant from the doors and from other people to be considered a suitable seating place by anybody else, but she had thought wrong and someone was in the midst of sitting right next to her. She was quietly panicking, but it was still okay because they couldn't see her face! She had never been more thankful for her hat and hands in her life!

No, she had been more thankful she couldn't consider hiding herself from others something to thank all the time!

Lifting her head and tilting her hat up to give herself a better view of the person beside her, Mami was immediately exposed to the overly-happy and ... semi-injured figure that was Miyama Kirika. The excessive amount of exuberance exuded by the exceptionally energetic [i]étudiante[/i] was frightening, and she could not help but shrink back slightly. But she had to persevere! It was like a mantra she repeated in her head; she needed to make friends here! She needed to be better at talking to people! She needed to-

It was cold. She was shivering again.

Mami coughed lightly, trying to reassure herself.

She needed to talk to this person! Climb the insurmountable wall that was her own fear!

Here it went.

"[color=2e3192]U-um, much obliged,[/color]" replied Mami quietly, allowing herself to soak in the praise of her glorious headwear.

Hopefully ... it wouldn't be too bad after all?