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[center][h2][color=pink]E I R  H A Y A S H I[/color][/h2]
[sub]// Kosei Academy - Front Gate - Morning of Day 1 \\[/sub][/center]
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Everyone had accepted her suggestion that the four of them sit together. Eir was glad; she wouldn't need to get to know anyone else if she stuck with the same small group. Establishing a tight knit group of friends had been Hayashi's first personal goal at the Academy. While Eir certainly enjoyed being alone, she was keenly aware that she couldn't do everything on her own. She had many weaknesses that, hopefully, her new acquaintances good make up for. [i][color=pink]'So long as Iccho and Dante don't tear each other apart.'[/color][/i] The two of them were making an effort to talk to one another, and make up for their earlier clash. Eir was just a little bit proud of herself for being one of the reasons they had set their differences aside to talk. A slight smile etched across her face, Hayashi watched the others begin to move toward the rows of chairs to sit together.

Temperance Wilk, or simply Tempest as he apparently preferred, turned his attention to Eir. She still wasn't quite sure what to think of the boy. He was very nice and quite cordial, something the other two could learn a thing or two about from Tempest. The well spoken teen asked if he could sit beside Hayashi. She was taken aback by the forward request. Even if Mr. Wilk wasn't attempting to flirt with the pink haired, he was making a concentrated effort to interact with her. Hayashi was, on one hand, flattered by the amount of attention she was getting and on the other worried she would screw things up and look like a weirdo. [color=pink]"A-alright."[/color] She agreed to sit next to Tempest. There was also the issue of how...formal he was being. 'Lady' wasn't a prefix anyone had ever used to speak to Hayashi. That kind of talk was left for the nobility of old, and for the few remaining monarchies in the world. Eir would be lying if she said she wasn't flattered. [color=pink]"Um, just Eir's fine."[/color] Hayashi giggled, her smile broadening. Naive to the boy's intentions, she started to follow him over toward the seats he'd chosen, where Dante and Iccho were already getting comfortable.

Before Eir was even half way to the seat, she heard an alien accent calling out into the crowd in different language. She picked up on it almost immediately. [i][color=pink]'English?'[/color][/i] Hayashi was familiar with the tongue. Her home town frequently has tourists from America and Europe. There was a point where her mother's store was getting customers who didn't speak Japanese every day for almost a month. Communication was difficult, making sales near impossible. Eir's father decided [i]she[/i] should do something about it, so Teruo ordered her to pick up English classes at school. Hayashi had taken four years of English classes back to back, studying hard so she could act as an interpreter for the tourists that came to the shop. It paid off, with Eir capable of...conversational English. The short girl turned around, searching for the source of the voice. Her eyes fell on the bright skinned man- or, boy, if he was a student. He must've noticed she was paying attention to him, because he looked right at her and spoke. His Japanese was rusty to say the least, but Eir caught on. He...complimented her hair. [color=pink][i]'Why is everyone paying so much attention to me?'[/i][/color] She internally moaned. Attention was the last thing she wanted. [color=pink]"Thank you."[/color] Eir responded. [color=pink]"Are you from America?"[/color] Eir swapped from Japanese to English, her attempt at his native tongue rusty but still quite clear and understandable.

[color=pink]"O-oh. Where are my manners. I'm Eir Hayashi, it is nice to meet you."[/color] She continued in surprisingly clean English, bowing toward the outsider. Eir had spoken more just minutes after getting to the Academy than she had the last month. It made her anxious and uncomfortable to get out of her shell like this. However, far be it for Eir to be rude to someone.