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[h2]Ai [color=#0051ff]"Gorilla Girl"[/color] Song[/h2][/center]

 [b]"[color=#0051ff]Gorilla Girl is an embarrassing name. My father would laugh at it.[/color]"[/b] Those, though they perhaps meant nothing to Lily, made the corners of Ai's lips sag down. Her father was a careful and precise man and her name was nothing but something for him to scoff. Good thing he never asked about school days anymore. As Lily lifted a hand, Ai was quick to take it and give it a hearty shake, hoping her grip wasn't too tight for the smaller girl's easily breakable fingers.  [b]"[color=#0051ff]My real name is Song. Ai Song. You can call be whatever you wish.[/color]"[/b]

Ai stared down at Lily, testing the girl's two names in her mind silently. Lily. Rain Maker. Lily. Rain Maker.

Something new had come out of another mundane day. A friend. Ai stared down at this girl before her and felt a small glimmer of hope in her chest. Perhaps school wouldn't be so awful from here on out. The inkling of a smile slid up her lips, and, to show her new friend, Ai pulled away the medical mask and tilted her head back. Oh yes, this year was bound to be interesting.

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[h2]Kei [color=#ff00a5]"No Face"[/color] Akimoto[/h2][/center]

The school roof was usually bustling. On sunny days, when classes were drawling and fights forming, many students came up into the warm air to smoke and talk and bet. Kei had always enjoyed the festivities, though they rarely got up to participate with the others. The masked person found much more joy in watching everything play out. Idle conversations were much more interesting than words and books could be, even if they didn't work their way into them.

Today, however, wasn't much sunny or interesting. Kei was mostly alone on the roof, curled up in their corner. The spot pressed against the outlet into the roof and the high, high fencing that kept the students enclosed was quiet and easily guarded. Kei set up shop there, showing off knife twirls and selling silent glares and twisted words for only a few payments of existing, but today business was slow. The clouds above and chill in the air had sent away any of those who appreciated the roofs warmth, and a fight down on the first floor had seemed to attract a bigger crowd than the calm space could hold.

But that was all fine. Kei was good with peace and quiet too. They smoked in silence, staring off at the campus through their mask's eyeholes. Loneliness crept up and was snuffed easily. It was just another day for them. Nothing was bound to happen if this kept up.