[center][color=ec008c]Eva Nováková[/color]
[b][i]Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School[/i][/b][/center]
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Eva stood, leaning against a wall with her violin case in hand. One of the very first things she noticed when entering the room was the lack of instruments around the place. Butterflies began fluttering around in her stomach, she was sorely afraid that she had either gotten the wrong room, or the wrong club entirely. She raised her hand to her face and looked down at the now smudged writing on it.
[color=f49ac2][i]'Music club, room [s]3[/s]-B[/i][/color]
She could hardly make out her own writing, but she was certain that this was, in fact, room 2-A, so she was in the wrong room even if the number was right. She bit her lip, should she make a break for it? Maybe get to music club in enough time to not make herself look like a dunce? Or should she just stay here? The club couldn't be that bad could it? What if people asked about her violin though? What if she messed up and made a fool of herself?

It seemed her question was answered by the loud slamming of a door and the beginning of a speech. A sort of confused look grew on, Eva's face, more distressed than anything. She quickly found a chair and began listening to the lecture before confirming that she was indeed in the wrong room. She could sense herself beginning to blush, she quickly covered her face with her hands, resting her elbows on the desk as she listened to another student answer the question. Finally, Eva perked up, deciding to do something about her predicament.
[color=ec008c]"Um, I think I'm in the wrong classroom, I thought I this was music club?"[/color] She asked, before realizing that what she said could have been considered quite rude. She quickly back pedalled, only to dig herself into a deeper hole.
[color=ec008c]"Not that this club isn't good or anything! I just thought this was music club!"[/color] She quickly covered her face with her hands again, ready for the onslaught of laughter that was sure to come.