[center][h1]Nuo Aoi[/h1]
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Somewhere in the halls, someone was watching a newcomer wander. While she nervously walked around confused and astray, the observer watched intently as she was starting to get closer to the director's office, assuming that was her destination. For a few moments, the bystander leaned enigmatically still and, from afar, scrutinized her appearance. If something was to be said about the stranger, it was that if the marking peeking out of her back was to be ignored, she looked nothing like an assassin, and probably even someone out of place that could deserve a killing. That mark might have very well saved her from trouble, and even her life.

Nuo stepped forward with a loud thump and slowly approached the newcomer. As she inched closer, her footsteps became louder and more ominous by the second, and an unsettling atmosphere loomed. At any given moment, something unexpected could happen.

Nuo stopped right behind the stranger. 

"Pal," she spoke, albeit so soft it was barely audible. "You don't know anything about manners here, do you? Give a proper greeting and shake my hand." she said, reaching out an arm.

Again, at any given moment, something unexpected could happen.