[h2][center][color=2E8B57]Akio Nagasawa[/color][/center][/h2]
It was the beginning of a whole new school year. And more importantly, a new school environment. The Himikai Academy, one of those prestigious education establishments that were hard enough to get into that just about every attendee was proud of it. The kind of school Akio wouldn’t have even thought about getting into. But seeing as the opportunity practically presented itself, why wouldn’t he take it? The few ex-classmates he still kept in contact with, people that went to different schools now, had been rather jealous of him when they learned he'd been scouted by such a good school. The mysterious club he was to attend was just a bonus.
 
Akio did not believe that he would manage to keep in contact with his previous school-mates for long. The only thing they had had in common was the classes they had visited and some hobbies. Well, mostly gaming. Akio imagined it would be similar here. He would eventually find someone who was into art or video games or perhaps even hiking, and they would become something like friends. When high school was over…That was honestly too far away to consider.
 
All that Akio wanted from this academy was to develop his artistic abilities, specifically to learn digital art. He could and did dabble based on just free internet lectures, but it wasn’t the same as having a proper instructor. And whether he had to apply himself at schoolwork, be diligent in completing his homework, preparing for tests, or attending the enigmatic Hunters club, Akio was determined to succeed. As such, he spent the day attentively listening to lectures and taking notes as neatly as he could. During the lunch period, he attempted to unobtrusively insert himself amongst a group of class-mates. They introduced, and Akio mostly listened as they chatted about their first day and such.

The day proceeded similarly until the classes ended. It was now time to find the Hunters club, and he was quite surprised there was such an obvious announcement about it. Finding the club room was rather simple too, the obnoxiously bright sign loudly announcing its presence. The pale black-haired teenager entered the club room, finding several members already present. A taller, older, green-eyed boy sat at the teacher’s desk and was probably the club’s leader. Akio nodded at the older teen in greetings politely, then ambled further inside.
 
He noticed a girl had brought brownies with her, and another had already taken one. Figuring they were meant for sharing, Akio approached the girl with strangely violet-coloured eyes, and slowly stretched his arm towards a brownie, so as to see whether she’d reprimand him from trying to take one. That didn’t seem to be the case however, and so Akio successfully grabbed one. [color=2E8B57]“Thanks,”[/color] he said quietly to the girl. He took a bite out of the brownie and chewed thoughtfully. [color=2E8B57]“It’s good,”[/color] he commented.[color=2E8B57] “I’m Akio Nagasawa, by the way,”[/color] he introduced himself, somewhat awkwardly, then made his way towards a table, and took a seat. He set his school-bag under the table, munching happily on the brownie while he waited for the club meeting to start, mostly keeping his attention on the boy he figured was their president.