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[hr][right][color=gray]April 11th, Year 1 [/color]—[color=gray] On Route to Volleyball Club[/color][/right][hr]
[indent][indent]Nope? Huh. Maybe, just maybe Akari's judgement was flawed for the first time in a good while.

[color=FF295E]“Oh. I see.”[/color] She remarked stoically, as the teenager shuffled through the corridors.

Part of her was a little curious about how much experience she had. What school she went to, how far they had made it in regionals, and that sort of thing. Bigger schools meant bigger teams and more ability to be competitive. Akari’s first year hadn’t helped the fledgling and motley volleyball club out too much, so her thoughts wandered often about what she could do going forward. It didn’t take her long to make one more comment before they reached their destination, though it was a surprising one.

[color=FF295E]“So. What was your old school like?”[/color]

She wasn’t sure if she was even really curious. Akari hated small talk, or at least that’s what she told people.

[color=FF295E]“Must’ve been pretty nice.”[/color] 





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