[img]https://i.imgur.com/2oaxxTl.png[/img][indent][h3]Tsuchihana Ren[/h3]
Despite having some dread concerning the crowds of people, Ren had actually enjoyed himself at the festival.  He'd agreed to help out as waiter at a takoyaki stand with a cafe vibe, but truthfully, given the fact that he worked as a waiter and already had the uniform, there weren't very many reasons to say no.  There were even fewer reasons that didn't sound selfish.  So of course he agreed to help.  He was mostly just glad that everything had turned out so well.  One final festival before he was off to the looming unknown.  All day, even as he smiled and served guests and laughed with his friends, there was that black pit that sat in his stomach.  He was used to it by now, though, and did what any good over-achiever does: repress it and pretend it doesn't exist.  His future could wait.

The cleanup process was interesting.  On the one hand, he was on good terms with many of the students here, especially Kumagai Arate and Hase Saki.  On the other, Sawaya Goro and Abe Kou were keeping him on his toes.  He'd always had a bit of a strained relationship with Goro. They'd never had any sort of altercation, thank goodness.  As for Kou... honestly, he'd never really spent any time around her, but defending Arata from her queenly demands was almost a full time job itself.  However, even that could not bring down his high spirits.

The idea of food was passed around, and thankfully, two first years offered to go and get it before his big mouth could sign him up for it.  However, it never happened, as the door to the gym had somehow become locked.  Ren's fellow students began to stir, and the worry that they would all be locked inside began to settle in.  These fears were alleviated by Tachibana Masahiro, who had a set of keys.

Out of nowhere, the entire gym began to shake.  It was hard to keep standing, and a few times Ren nearly toppled over, but he managed to maintain his balance.  He glanced over at Arata, who'd let out a tiny shriek when the room began shaking.  Ren took a moment to keep his balance and gently touched Arata on the arm.

[b]"It'll be okay, Arata-san.  It'll pass."[/b]  He addressed the inhabitants of the gym.  [b]"Hey, let's stay away from boxes, and other things that could fall over!"[/b]  As if to illustrate this point, he lost focus for a second and dropped to a knee, planting a hand flat on the floor. He laughed despite himself, trying to relax the room.  [b]"Just give it a bit, it'll pass."[/b]  That time he was unsure who he was trying to reassure.  The others trapped in the gym, or himself.[/indent]