[h1][center][color=8dc73f]Haruka Fujimori[/color][/center][/h1]

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[center][b]Interactions:[/b] Suguro Umi [@AdmrlStalfos19], anyone with functioning nostrils that's by the back.[/center]

Well, wasn't that quite the amusing turn of events. After very definitely catching the eye of the most boisterous one of the bunch, Haruka was able to spectate this fellow's great claim to fame as Jigokuraku's Number 1 only for someone more fitting for the position to open the gates to their new fate. Nevertheless, this didn't stop the man from attempting to squash the bug that had wronged him. However, what happened after that surprised her even more as she saw that [b]Goudo[/b], of all people, was there. It took her quite a bit of effort to keep her composture and not go over to ask for his autograph, as she was the proud owner of a poster featuring the man as one of his most iconic roles: a suave lady-killer that served as the antagonist to a cheesy action movie. Granted, such a liking to the man had been boosted by being around the older women of the family, but the fact remained that one of her idols was present and, to top it off, it seemed like he was going to be their teacher. 

They were all beckoned to enter the assembly hall of the new school, an invitation that Haruka took her time to accept as the crowd of students made their way in. What they'd see is that the plant woman was pulling out a spray bottle from her bag which she'd generously apply on her face and mane of leaves before storing it back where it came from and taking a swig from a bottle of water in a manner that'd make bystanders wonder if this was a commercial for a summer refreshment. However, all of these motions were deliberately slow and careful: she was biding her time to enter amidst the back of the group. All of the other students were there and she could see that several of them were quite eye-catching themselves by their own standards. Not only that, but her presence during the Jigokuraku was relegated to a supporting role for others, something that had earned her enough points to pass but it costed her recognition. Therefore, if she wanted to leave a lasting impression on her peers she'd have to engineer it as much as she could with what she had at hand. 

And that's exactly what she did. 

After a couple more of moments dedicated to letting the bee fulfill its natural duty and avoid the ruckus that such creature tended to cause in enclosed spaces filled with teenagers, Haruka made her way into the assembly hall at a measured step. Holding her bag with both of her hands in front of her, a straight and proper posture and a polite smile never leaving her face, Haruka made sure to play the part of a perfect japanese school idol even if she wasn't one yet. The natural fragrance of the hyacinth on her head, intensified by them being now indoors, would only accentuate this effect, acting as a natural perfume that'd have the heads of other students turning towards her. 

When the leaf-haired student reached the assembly hall, she took a couple of moments both to admire the amount of space and to let others admire her as she stood by the door before letting her bag down with the others. The downside of this was that there weren't that many seats around for her to use, and she'd rather not sit next to a male student to try and avoid having someone flirting with her when she'd rather be paying attention to the opening ceremony. Her eyes scanned the landscape and she spotted an odd sight: a lump on one of the seats that she later discerned to be actually a little girl. It took her another second to recognize why the girl's legwear was familiar: she had caught a glimpse of this girl during the exams. Moreover, she didn't remember her being this thin. Nevertheless, Haruka didn't waste any time approaching the girl and adressing her with a gentle smile. [color=8dc73f]"Excuse me, do you mind if I sit with you?"[/color].

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Haruka shows her fellows students the true meaning of fashionably late then asks a shy sponge girl if she can sit next to her.
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