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[hr]| April 10th, 2018 | Hintori Highschool - School Entrance |[@Scribe of Thoth][@Asura][@Lord Orgasmo]|
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Though she could not hear the words the transfer student had muttered under his breath, Yori didn't attempt to hide her expression. It was common courtesy to look at the person you were speaking to, and whether or not his words were meant for her or one of the boys that had met with him first, it was clear with her look of disdain that the sole girl of the small gathering did not approve. The fact that he seemed to be messing with the stray cat that was near him by grabbing its head may have also influenced her attitude.

Her mouth opened, brows pulled together as she prepared to begin what would no doubt be a long, lengthy lecture. [color=c4df9b]"You-"[/color]

The words never came, however, as their small yet relatively calm area of the shoe lockers suddenly burst with activity. She only caught sight of the cat running away with two somethings in its mouth before Noriaki quickly moved to follow it, shoving her out of the way in the process. Nearly stumbling, she was able to stop herself from falling by grabbing onto one of the open cubicles. Stunned, if only for a moment, she pulled herself back to her feet around the time she noticed that one of the boys had been knocked over as well. When his question reached her, Yori could only shake her head to convey that she had no idea why the chain events had occurred, just before her brain caught up with what had happened and she started to visibly fume.

While the other two seemed to follow Noriaki out of concern or mere curiosity, the girl briskly walked after them with a fire in her eyes, no doubt inflamed by what she considered to be not only terrible manners but a lack of care for his fellow classmates. 

When they reached the gym, it was clear that she had trouble not slamming the doors wide open, physically restraining herself to merely pushing one of the slightly ajar doors to see what was going on inside past the two boys who stood by the entrance. Overhearing the duo's conversation, she added her own commentary to the mix, siding with her orange-haired classmate's sentiments. [color=c4df9b]"The gym was blocked off for a reason. Besides, Hoshino-san's not getting out of here without a stern talking to."[/color]

As the transfer student yelled nonsensical words at the cat, who seemed to have stolen his shoes by the looks of things, Yori would've yelled at him in a similar manner if it weren't for a flicker of something that drew her eye. A pair of blue butterflies. Glowing as they settled upon one of the still-functioning mirrors, it wasn't quite clear if it was a trick of the dim lighting streaming into the gym or just her imagination. Unbidden, a faint memory, or rather the remnant of a dream, flickered at the back of her mind. 

What had it been about again?[/indent]