[center][color=#FFC0CB][h1]Akizawa Nadeshiko[/h1][/color][/center]
[sub][color=#FFC0CB]Location:[/color] 
Ishin Academy | Sapporo[/sub]
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[@DruSM157][@Mcmolly][/sub][/right]
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[color=#FFC0CB]"Oh,"[/color] she paused, [color=FFC0CB]"How thoughtful."[/color]

In hindsight, that much should have been obvious. As strange as this one seemed, Nadeshiko did not think a student who managed to get into a prestigious academy like Ishin would spend the opening ceremony nibbling on a whole pineapple. It was still a rather strange familial tradition to have. She briefly thought back those she may have had... though, beyond summer vacations to the lake, she could not recollect any of value. Usually thinking back to family trips brought people some semblance of joy, or nostalgia. Her own simply made the pit in her stomach all the more volatile.  

The lingering silence that had fallen in the interim bothered her. Was she being [i]too[/i] quiet? Socializing was never something she did a lot of, nor were introductions. The last time she had to introduce herself to a group of her peers was the first meet for last year's swim team, and even then she had the crutch of team mates of previous years to fall back on. This was almost as stressful as the train ride. 

[color=FFC0CB]"Nadeshiko,"[/color] another lingering pause before she spoke again, [color=FFC0CB]"I'm Nadeshiko."[/color]