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[hr][right][color=gray][b]Sapporo, Japan[/b] 
Ishin Academy[/color][hr][/right]

As students both old and new milled about the front gates of Ishin, a lone girl stood amongst them, hesitating to cross the threshold before her as if there was a huge wall before her. Her long pointed ears drooped as she looked towards the main building, curling a lock of pinkish purple hair around her finger as she seemed to be struggling with some kind of decision internally, the fingers of her other hand tapping rhythmically on the handle of her rolling luggage bag.

[color=Plum][i]Come on, Camilla. Just be yourself, no need to worry about anything. You made it in, things can only get go up from here, right?[/i][/color] She thought, brightening up and almost taking that first step, only for another part of her to speak up, seeming insistent on trying to take the wind out of her sails and kick her back into 'reality'.

[color=Plum][i]Except if the racist assholes in this place decide to kick you to the curb for some minor thing. Then they get the brownie points of “at least we tried” while also enforcing their bullshit philosophy of how shitty foreigners are. Why are you even here?[/i][/color] 

[color=Plum][i]To learn from the school that dad learned to be a hero, and show them just how wrong they are for thinking something like where someone is born makes people less qualified to be here! Stop worrying, everything will be fine![/i][/color]

[color=Plum][i]Will it really? How sure can you be when you haven’t even met your teacher?[/i][/color]

And so her thoughts continued to go in circles for a few moments more before Camilla finally snapped out of it with two quick slaps to her cheeks. After taking a breath to calm herself, the young american took her first step onto Ishin academy proper, her ears wiggling a bit in fearful excitement as she wondered how her time here was going to be. She'd never been this far away from her family before, heck, she'd never even had a sleep over before, yet now she was going to have to be by herself for months in a country she'd never even been to before a week ago. Everything seemed so strange and exotic, so much so that even though her eldest brother Trenton(who had been to Japan numerous times with their dad) had shown her around the city in order to help her get situated, she still couldn't quite believe she was here.

[color=Plum][i]The same could probably be said for most of these students about us.[/i][/color] That negative part of her subconscious said, seemingly incapable of not chiming in, much to Camilla's frustration.[color=Plum][i]They're looking at you, even now. Judging you. Just waiting for you to slip up and prove every nasty idea in their heads right.[/i][/color]

On this point, her inner cynic was at least partially right. Even before she decided to stand in front of the school gates like a statue for a few minutes, she had noticed quite a few students looking at her with a verity of expressions both positive and negative. No matter how much she'd like to believe otherwise, she was certain that there would be people here who already had their minds made up about her. But rather than fixate on that fact, she shook her head, ears perking up as she approached the doors to the academy. So what if they decided to be bigots? She wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of being cowed by their prejudice attitudes, and who knows, she might even change a few minds along the way.

With her mindset and her resolve [s]mostly[/s] hardened, Camilla made her way to the meeting hall, walking in with silent steps as she looked around for a place to sit. After a few assessments of the crowd as a whole, she decided to sit up front next to this one girl who seemed like they might be in a similar boat as her. As she approached, however, she couldn't help but notice that she looked a bit. . . tense? Or at the very least apprehensive. [color=Plum][i]It'll be fine, just walk up, smile, and introduce yourself. and things will be just fine. Strangers are just friends you've yet to make, right?[/i][/color]

With this in mind, the young girl walked up to her fellow student, ears pulling back slightly as she made her presence known with a soft [color=Plum]"Excuse me?"[/color], the Japanese coming out a little slowly as she wanted to be sure she didn't mess up anything in her nervousness.

[color=Plum]"Uhm. . . Hi. Name's Camilla Yumi and I was wondering if you'd mind if I sit next to you?"[/color]

[@Mistress Dizzy]