[center][h1][color=ad4e92]H[/color]OSHINO [color=ad4e92]N[/color]ORIAKI[/h1][/center]
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[color=ad4e92][sub][b]D A T E[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub]April 13th 2018[/sub]

[color=ad4e92][sub][b]L O C A T I O N[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub]Hinotori Highschool[/sub]

[color=ad4e92][sub][b]T A G S[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub][@Hero][@Scribe of Thoth][@Lord Orgasmo][/sub][/cell][cell][indent]

[color=ad4e92]"I got a feeling that no matter what happens, you're gonna end up crying about it."[/color] Noriaki retorted with a roll of his eyes, though he ultimately did wait for Mori to run off and retrieve the pint-sized ginger's glasses before he did anything else, though he felt like half a kindergarten teacher for doing so, standing around holding the wrist of a shorter, more fidgety student. Once Daigo had his glasses back on his face where they belonged, the impatient teen wasted little time in dragging him along, assuming that the taller of his two impromptu companions would come along more willingly. 

Of course, he couldn't get very far before one of his many new acquaintances cut him off, halting his forward advance. The former athlete eyed Sakuya carefully as she jogged along, barking orders as she went. The last thing he needed was for her to decide to jam her nose in his business in the middle of a would-be supernatural crisis, but luckily, her responsibilities left her just as blind to his presence as the girl she hurried passed in her own rushed departure. The weariness in his gaze only grew as he watched the butterfly circle about her before darting down towards the locker rooms.

Fate must not have wanted Noriaki to make much headway in his reluctant march towards the Other Side—he had only made a few long strides down the hall on the tail of the butterfly before it fluttered its way into locker room opposite the one he was familiar with. He stared towards it for a few long seconds, watching the last glimmers of the spectral insect's light disappearing into the unknown that was the girl's changing area. Then, finding his resolve, he suddenly yanked at the arm he had been clutching since leaving the gym, using the force of the sudden motion to thrust Daigo in the direction of the doorway.

[color=ad4e92]"It's gotta be you,"[/color] he declared with a nod, crossing his arms over his chest to lend credence to his sagely posture, [color=ad4e92]"Mori and I would look too out of place if someone caught us in there. You, you might manage to fit in."[/color] 
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