[h3] Rundstrom Makoto [/h3]

Makoto chuckled as she called him with his last name. It surprised him that she could pronounce it so well given that most of the students in the school mispronounced it. [color=ed1c24]"Call me Makoto, it's no big deal after all."[/color] He really wasn't used to someone calling him by that name after all. Most don't even bother trying to call him with his last name anymore and he didn't mind. He then placed both of his arms on the backrest and put his weight on it.

[color=ed1c24]"Just a talk."[/color] He sighed. [color=ed1c24]"Well the tournament's right around the corner and I'm not exactly looking forward to it.[/color] Last year was the first time he participated and it seriously wore him out. Fighting one-on-one wasn't his strong suit, not before, not now. [color=ed1c24]"How about you senpai? Are you looking forward to the tourney?"[/color] His eyes trailed to the other students who were walking around, either talking with their peers and going home or heading for the clubs.