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[color=C0C0C0][b][h1]Chiwa Hatori[/h1][/b][/color][/center]
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Hatori was actually expecting a little bit of resistance, but instead a short stare at the unnaturally blonde haired girl make her seem like she was going to collapse at any moment. She wondered if she was pressing too hard; she wasn't here yesterday, and it was possible that she simply had this seat the day before, though as far as she knew, there were no assigned seats in this class for some reason. At least, from what she had read in the syllabuses befire, students just picked where they sat most of the time since the majority was spent outdoors anyways save for test days or other events. 

Slowly, Hatori's hand slid away from the table as the girl stammered and attempted to formulate a complete sentence. It doesn't seem like the girl was going to accept her greeting, being all too occupied in trying to explain herself. She wanted to interrupt and speak up herself until another teenage boy approached them from the left, with faint blue eyes and pitch black hair. He was a bit tall, but not too much, with the top of Hatori's head barely reaching his eyes. His appearance was a stark opposite to Jett, who she had only met a few minutes ago.

He greeted the blonde hair girl as "Motome-san", and she paused and stood back from the table when she realized that this Motome was in fact her teammate for the day. [color=C0C0C0][i]Motome Fumika,[/i][/color] Hatori recalled from the blackboard. She turned to her other teammate, Yashiro, leaning her hand at the chair in front of Motome's seat. [color=C0C0C0]"It's [i]Hatori[/i]. And yeah, that does seem–"[/color]

A loud "Stop!" from Motome caused Hatori to stop as she prepared to pick up her bag from the ground. Motome stood up, and Hatori nearly dropped her bag once more before her quick reflexes grabbed it right before it impacted. She was confused and a bit irritated, but she didn't want to release her emotions on someone she was going to work with in minutes. A prompt explanation from Motome revealed that the seat to the left of her was in fact Yoshida's seat, the seat of their fourth teammate which had yet to be present. It was something that concerned Hatori, being forced to work with one less person. She would have to plan accordingly if Yoshida wasn't going to appear for this class.

However, Hatori was more interested in what Motome added afterwards. If the blush on her cheeks wasn't obvious enough, Motome had feelings for this Yoshida, and Hatori tried not to chuckle about it. She was never in a relationship before, though she was never interested in one to begin with, but the fact that somehow Yoshida was able to tug on Motome made her all the more curious of the person he actually was. 

[color=C0C0C0]"Oh, Yoshida is one of our partners for the day, so I guess I can understand why you want to sit next to him,"[/color] Hatori casually responded to Motome, seemingly ignoring the obvious signs on Motome's face, though Yashiro could catch a small smirk as she spoke. Hatori jumped onto the seat in front of Motome's, taking out a few stacks of stick notes from her bag before momentarily moving towards the open shelves to place her bag and return. [color=C0C0C0]"In that case, I guess I could sit on front of your seat instead, so we have some time to interact and coordinate."[/color]

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