[center][color=#FFC0CB][h1]Akizawa Nadeshiko[/h1][/color][/center]
[sub][color=#FFC0CB]Location:[/color] 
Ishin Academy | Sapporo[/sub]
[right][sub][color=#FFC0CB]Interacting with:[/color]
[@DruSM157][@Mcmolly][/sub][/right]
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Nadeshiko blinked beneath bangs of goo as Shun introduced himself. He certainly seemed rather... carefree with the way he referred to her and the other girl. Perhaps it was simply how things were where he was from. She couldn't exactly place his accent, but his skin tone—and the laid back nature with which he conducted himself—led her to believe he was from the south. Maybe Kyushu? AN islander? It didn't matter, she supposed. He seemed to be excited just having met her, and that was enough to excuse any broach of social protocol. She didn't have much of a chance to respond to his enthusiasm, though. No sooner than she had opened her lips to murmur a peep did the booming voice of the academy's headmaster drown her out.

What followed was... well, nothing unexpected. She had long known Ishin's reputation as a grueling battleground. She imagined this speech was meant as a way of quashing hope from the new arrivals, to flatten their expectations of an idyllic school life full of cherished memories of an adolescence now fleeting. Luckily for her, she had no such expectations. She had been thoroughly deflated at the prospect since she got on the train back in Ōtsu.

Before she could be sucked back into her own ruminations, the auditorium suddenly was abuzz with activity, the speech having come to an end. As their seniors dispersed all around them, she found herself just as lost as the rest of her first-year peers. That is, until a spunky girl with a pair of cat ears began calling out for the class she had been assigned to. She peered up at Shun as he hopped out of his seat and made to excuse himself, apparently being a member of 1A himself.

[color=FFC0CB]"Me too."[/color] She said, soft as could be. The goo girl stood a few seconds after her pineapple-wielding companion, pulling the handle to her luggage to its full length. She then looked to the other girl, who had been seated on Shun's other flank. 

[color=FFC0CB]"And you, Kana-san?"[/color]

Kana seemed to be a rather standoffish type, just based on her expression and the tense posture she held. Which itself very nearly dissuaded Nadeshiko from murmuring anything her way at all. But, perhaps the excitement of the day had hardened her against her usual anxieties. Or simply fatigued her too much to worry excessively over it. Only time would tell.