[color=a187be][center][h2]Yukimura Sayuri[/h2][/center][/color]

[color=fff200]"Uh...Hi. My name's Saori Oka, I'm a third year here. You look nice. What's your name?"[/color]

This girl was a third year then? [i]How embarrassing...I figured that she would be younger than me.[/i] Still, this Saori said she looked nice - all of that planning hadn't been for nothing. With renewed confidence, Sayuri brushed her hair back and spoke with a confident and alluring (she hoped) smile. [color=a187be]"I am called Sayuri, Yukimura Sayuri, and it is the greatest pleasure to-"[/color]

[color=00aeef]"Hah! Wow, that was hella gay, Onee-Sama! Where'd ya learn that? Strawberry Panic?"
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Sayuri turned to see a girl with short blue hair standing in the doorway, a grin on her face. [i]Looks like the delinquent type.[/i] She felt her face burning up once again, and going completely off-script, she faced her indignantly. [color=a187be]"T-that's - don't be ridiculous! It's called being polite! Something I'm sure [i]you [/i]wouldn't know of."[/color] She huffed, crossing her arms and praying she wasn't still bright red in the face. [i]This wasn't how I pictured the day going at all![/i]

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