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- Joined
- Jan 28, 2010
Furikin high was just another average high school. The structure was made of concrete, and it was many stories high. Each level had many windows, allowing lots of light into the halls and classrooms. Being an average school, everything was in fairly decent quality. A lot of money had been focuses on the sports, as this school had a gym, swimming pool, a huge astroturf field for sports, a track and smaller field, and a tennis court! The grounds were covered by soft green grass, small bushes, tall trees with the greenest of leaves, and a few cherry blossom trees.
It was a new year, and the warmth of spring brushed back the long hair and short skirts of many female students. This spread the sweet scent of their perfume and the cherry blossoms all over the school. The uniform was a simple grey skirt, large beige sweater, white blouse, and red cravat tied into a bow. The boys uniform was just as simple: grey pants, white blouse, and beige sweater. That's if they wore it properly. One student in particular was a rebel. How he passed the entrance exams was beyond the teachers, but simply proved that if he was in fact smart. A lot of student simply whispered that he got in because he was part of the yakuza! He was in his second year here at Furikin high, and like last year, was just as much as a slacker. Yet some how he wasn't quite failing.
He was in the hall way when he was about to making his daring escape to miss class, again. It was a new year, and a timid girl who had been in his homeroom class last year wouldn't stand for it. A girl in their class, nay, a bully in their class had thought it would be funny if she nominated little Kasumi as class representative. With no one else running, she got the job. She was in charge of making sure everyone got a long, and were friends!
Kasumi Ono rounded the corner, and reached out. Her tiny hand grabbed onto his untucked shirt, and she gently gave it a tug. She looked up with a pair of large ocean blue eyes, trying her best to hold her ground. She was scared shitless, to say the least. He had a reputation, but she simply had to try! "E-excuse me... but... but class is about to start..." She said in almost a whisper.
It was a new year, and the warmth of spring brushed back the long hair and short skirts of many female students. This spread the sweet scent of their perfume and the cherry blossoms all over the school. The uniform was a simple grey skirt, large beige sweater, white blouse, and red cravat tied into a bow. The boys uniform was just as simple: grey pants, white blouse, and beige sweater. That's if they wore it properly. One student in particular was a rebel. How he passed the entrance exams was beyond the teachers, but simply proved that if he was in fact smart. A lot of student simply whispered that he got in because he was part of the yakuza! He was in his second year here at Furikin high, and like last year, was just as much as a slacker. Yet some how he wasn't quite failing.
He was in the hall way when he was about to making his daring escape to miss class, again. It was a new year, and a timid girl who had been in his homeroom class last year wouldn't stand for it. A girl in their class, nay, a bully in their class had thought it would be funny if she nominated little Kasumi as class representative. With no one else running, she got the job. She was in charge of making sure everyone got a long, and were friends!
Kasumi Ono rounded the corner, and reached out. Her tiny hand grabbed onto his untucked shirt, and she gently gave it a tug. She looked up with a pair of large ocean blue eyes, trying her best to hold her ground. She was scared shitless, to say the least. He had a reputation, but she simply had to try! "E-excuse me... but... but class is about to start..." She said in almost a whisper.