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[h3][color=ffdd99]Maeda Hitomi[/color][/h3][/center]


Hitomi did notice the quiet girl stare at her in the drrway for an uncomfortably long time, before heading ho her seat. The back window seat, a.k.a the 'main character' seat in mangas. But she though better of it and put a copy of herself there and sat somewhere else. She then looked at the door. She was obviously waiting for someone.

A few other students arrived, but, Hitomi noted, not the one this girl was waiting for. Even though her expression was stoic, she felt sad. Hitomi could wait no longer, and moved from her seat to the seat besides Fumika, taking her bag with her. Once she'd sat down again, she smiled warmly, and held out her hand.

[color=ffdd99]"Hi! I'm Hitomi! I'm from the Support Class, second year."[/color] she spoke, in a sweet yet nasally voice that made every word she said almost sound like a sheep's 'baaa'. Also to note that she gave out her familar name to a total stranger. [color=ffdd99]"I noticed you were looking at the door. Are you waiting for someone?"[/color]


[@Feyblue]

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[h3][color=844E7A]Mako Akane[/color][/h3][/center]


As if by magic, Mamoru would suddenly feel a presence behind her that she'd not felt mere seconds ago, and hear the high-pitched supressed giggle of an adult woman. Looking behind her, she'd see a tall lady, smiling, with her eyes closed. Her pitch-black hair was very long and reached her hips, though the ends of it were grey. She was wearing a dark maroon suit jacket over a white woolen sweater, and was wearing mom jeans, and shin-high black boots.

[color=844E7A]"That is indeed a very funny meme, miss 'real badass',"[/color] she chimed, pronouncing 'meme' wrong on purpose, [color=844E7A]"Now get your feet off the desk."[/color]

With that warning given, she walked up to the teachers desk, placed her notes down, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote, on the blackboad in large letters; 

[center][b]VILLAIN PSYCHOLOGY

INTRO: HOW TO BEAT A VILLAIN AT THEIR OWN GAME[/b][/center]

That done, she sat down at the desk, and seeing nobody but Mamoru arriving yet, pulled out a thermos of cold coffee from under her desk, poured out a cup, and then held it for a few seconds as it started to steam. Once it was hot, she took a sip, and sighed contently.

[@Lucius Cypher]