[b][u]Azura[/u][/b]

Since the meeting had begun (sort of), Zura felt her anxiety slowly evaporate. Brainstorming on the best way to advertise the Clubs return was a great distraction to the demons that haunted her. She listened to Sasaki speak. His words calmed her... showing that there must be a reason that she was appointed leader. Nodding along politely, pleased that everything was already coming together. The other boy, Masahiro stepped closer. However, instead of sitting next to her, he leaned against the back of the couch. Stylishly posing as he spoke of his past influence on the club the previous year. Instead of helping plan and organize events, it seemed that he was in charge of funding most of the clubs activities. Unorthodox yes, but nonetheless it would be extremely useful. Especially when budgeting is concerned.

"Rest assured Masahiro-san. There are still other members who have yet to arrive. We are a little early after all... Azura spoke articulating her words with bites of Pocky.

Regardless, I guess we should wait for the other members to arrive before continuing with necessary plans... Besides, I know of one other Host who will definitely be attending todays meeting." She smiled, but shortly after her plesant tone she muttered under her breath, her voice more menacing.
"At least he better be..."

Shortly after she spoke, the second bell rang, signaling to all students that the next period was about to begin.
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[u][b]Karma[/b][/u]

Asami, the freshman that Karma had been speaking to, was busy blushing and giggling at some meaningless comment the bad boy had said. He smiled slightly, not showing any teeth. He never fully smiled though, not unless there was a good reason behind it. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a fair maiden with long, ocean blue hair. A quick assessment of the female student told him that she was definitely not like most girls. The cuts and bruises on her arms clearly indicated a recent brawl. While the scowl she held stated to others that "Don't fuck with me" was clearly plastered across her forehead.

He turned his attention back to Asami and leaned closer, softly grazing his fingertips against her cheek. This made the poor girls blush deepen, if that were even possible.

"Gross." The blue sourpuss scoffed as she turned her attention back to her locker.

Karma's eyebrows rose as an amused grin made its way onto his lips. His mischievous nature set in, and he couldn't help but tease someone who was obviously so bothered by his antics. After excusing himself from the little freshman politely, he slung his bag over his shoulder and sauntered over to where Noriko stood.

"May I help you?" He asked as he leaned against the locker beside her and folded his arms.
"I couldnt help but notice that you disapprove of my relationship with..."
His face twisted with confusion for a moment. It seemed that he had already forgotten the girls name. Normal for him though, since he never wanted to get too close to anyone. So with a shrug of his shoulders he dismissed it and turned his gaze once more to blue hair.

"Could it be that I have made you jealous?" He chuckled and flipped his hair arrogantly.
"Understandable though, a lot of women have fallen for my charm. Can't say I blame them though."
He took a moment and poked her arm with his index finger. His hope was to annoy the girl further in order to receive a reaction.

As he waited for her reply, the second bell sounded signaling that he was late for the Club meeting.
"Shit..." He muttered to himself.
"Azura's going to kill me. I will never hear the end of this one."