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Ichika hummed rather happily to herself, her waves flourishing with a gorgeous sheen long perfected. Her own uniform was neat and crisp, though she did miss her old school's uniform. Still, new experiences were always exciting, so she really couldn't help her current peppiness. She liked meeting new people, but she couldn't deny she was feeling some first day jitters. She eyed Shiori carefully, noticing how the girl only stared ahead even as they passed a few others with the uniform. Despite not knowing anyone, Ichika ended up waving at some of them. It's always ideal to leave a good first impression, some of them may as well end up as classmates.

Once they reached the gate, Ichika was surprised at how many students had already gathered around. Some were just standing around, waiting, others were chatting with friends. After about a minute, she looked at Shiori again, who seemed okay with just waiting. It struck her as just a little odd. This was usually the time to catch up with friends you hadn't seen in a while. Ichika didn't know anyone, but she expected Shiori to greet someone.

"[color=lightsalmon]Aren't you going to greet some of your friends?[/color]" Ichika asked.

Shiori gave her a somewhat confused look, though it returned back to its usual neutrality. "[color=crimson]I don't have any,[/color]" She replied.

Her jaw dropped. As she looked around, however, she did notice just a few people casting a somewhat nervous glance at Shiori. "[color=lightsalmon]For someone with no friends, you're getting attention, anyway,[/color]" Ichika said, frowning.

"[color=crimson]It happens.[/color]"

"[color=lightsalmon]Why?[/color]"

"[color=crimson]Because.[/color]"

"[color=lightsalmon]Because...?[/color]"

Shiori finally looked right at Ichika, somewhat annoyed. "[color=crimson]Because people are annoying. Go ask them yourself if it's such a big deal,[/color]" She said. 

Ichika hesitated, though she supposed Shiori had a point. So she just stood with her, looking around at the unfamiliar faces. As her eyes scanned the slowly growing crowd around them, one face actually looked familiar. She squinted at the youthful-looking boy, trying to see why his face was one she recognized. He was talking to a blue haired girl, though it hit her. That guy was Shiori's coworker! Except she had completely forgotten his name.

Tugging on Shiori's sleeve, Ichika pointed him out to her. "[color=lightsalmon]Isn't that...that guy? From the store?[/color]" She asked her.

Shiori followed Ichika's arm and spotted Juno speaking to Miyuki. "[color=crimson]That's Tatsujin talking to Ishihara. Yeah, we work together,[/color]" Shiori gave her that much.

Ichika pouted, taking Shiori by the arm. "[color=lightsalmon]Let's go say hi![/color]" She insisted, dragging Shiori with her.

"[color=crimson]What--Will you cut that out?![/color]" She retorted, though she was surprised by Ichika's somewhat monstrous strength as she was forcibly pulled along.

"[color=lightsalmon]Tatsujin-kun! Ishihara-san![/color]" Ichika called out as the pair approached the two, happily grinning despite Shiori's rather grumpy expression. She released her just as they reached the two, Ichika giving Miyuki a bow. "[color=lightsalmon]Good morning! I'm Shimizu Ichika![/color]" She introduced herself cheerfully, nudging Shiori.

The redhead sighed, rolling her eyes as she chose to look at a nearby tree instead. "[color=crimson]Morning,[/color]" She uttered a greeting.