[CENTER][h1][color=#BCB0B4]KEMURIKAGE AKEMI
煙影 明美[/color][/h1][/CENTER]
[hr][right][color=gray][color=BCB0B4]Location[/color] — Ishin Academy Gates
[color=BCB0B4]Interacting[/color] — [@Yankee][/color][/right][hr]

[indent]It took a level of willpower to suppress the eye roll that rightfully should've followed the boy's comments, as if he hadn't just been shuffling around through the crowd, aimless as anybody else, hoping the flow would bring him to where he needed to be. She couldn't exactly fault him for expressing interest in her company, though, nor for the devil's grin that followed it. If there was one thing Kemurikage Akemi was, it was a beam of light, sent down from the heavens above to brighten the days of those lucky enough to witness her radiance. He just happened to be the most recent in a long line of beneficiaries of such a luminous blessing. 

That, or high school boys couldn't help but puff up like roosters when they perceived a compliment from the fairer sex. Either or, really.

[color=BCB0B4]"What gave it away? My youthful glow?"[/color] She asked, gesturing vaguely to herself as if she hadn't slept for all of four hours and spent the rest of the morning wallowing and chain smoking like some kind of burnout, [color=BCB0B4]"Class 1-A. Suppose that means I'll have to sit up in the front..."[/color]

She deigned to follow along with her ostensible classmate, figuring that a second or third year probably would've already found where they needed to be. Her pale blues scanned the crowds with a vague disinterest, if only to pass the moments between words, her mind lazily shifting through potential bits of small talk to offer up. Eventually, she settled on the basics, magnanimous enough to tilt her head to the side and address him more directly while they walked. 

[color=BCB0B4]"Name's Kemurikage Akemi. You are?"[/color] [/indent]