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Jin sat in the front row, playing a game on her phone and trying to project an aura of ‘leave me alone’ to the rest of the world. She could hear a bunch of students talking animatedly, and there was a small part of her who wanted to join them. Especially when she heard “Tokyo” come up more than once. A response would come to her lips, but in the end, she said nothing and the moment was gone. Oh well. They probably didn’t want to hear from her anyway. 

[b][color=92278f] “Come on, level 24…”[/color][/b] She muttered to herself as she forced her attention back to the game. Not long after that, she heard a very soft, almost halting Japanese introduction. She swept a glare upward and was about to dismiss whatever question this person had about her. 

Then she was very glad she hadn’t spoken after all. Jin stared at the elf-like girl for a second longer than was appropriate, before dragging her gaze back to her phone. 

[b][color=92278f]“Yeah, s’fine. Not my seats.”[/color][/b]

Her uncle’s words rang out in her memory, and she peeked up again. 

[b][color=92278f]“I’m Jin Takahashi, if it matters.” [/color][/b] Suddenly, words were coming up.[b][color=92278f]  “I’m surprised there are 2 of us here. Maybe Ishin’s got a quota or something. 1 foreigners and 2 hafu’s per semester.” [/color][/b]Of course this girl would have had to heard of the school’s reputation. Why was she here? What were the odds? She knew generally how many people like her were in Japan overall, having looked it up more than once. But to have another half-black person, going to the same school, on the same day, in the same class? Maybe she should calculate that for the hell of it.

She dug in her bag for a notebook and pencil.
 
[b][color=92278f]“Glad to see another person here to shake up their comfort zone. Nice to meet you, Yumi-kun.”  [/color][/b]

Jin started to scribble out numbers in a complex equations. 

[@Raijinslayer]