Someone else was around, she could feel it. Nothing exactly dangerous, just another person, and the presence came closer and closer until there was a small shift beside her and the swing to her right was taken by the other person. Megumi stiffened, her eyes locking with her knees, trying to keep her face lax and not-as-scary as others usually find it to be.

"I-It's pretty cold today, huh?" 

Megumi glanced up at the familiar voice, and turned to look at her co-worker and acquaintance, Fukazawa-san. Her shoulders relaxed and she straightened, a small smile appearing on her lips,

"Yeah... It really is." her voice was light, maybe a bit husky, but not entirely intimidating. The comment about it being cold was very true, especially for one who had been sweating a few minutes before. Megumi dug her red-knuckled hands into the jersey's pockets and sighed, watching as her breath appeared as a white cloud and then quickly vanished. Fukazawa-san was one of the few people that Megumi felt somewhat comfortable around. She seemed cold, but didn't seem to fear her as much as others did. The silence was suddenly peacful, not forced and horrible like before, and Megumi leaned back to stare at the crisp blue sky.

And then it was ruined. That all too familiar voice of a man interrupted the quiet, cold morning, and Megumi glared forward to see Kikuyu Kunazumi-kun, the twin brother of Kiku Kunazumi. While they were nearly identical, Megumi had found that their mannerisms and voices are very distinct, with Kiki being rather cute and shy and Kikuyu being much more outspoken and flirtatious. Megumi obviously liked the shy one better, but all men were scary to her in the end. Kikuyu began rant about the party last night, which Megumi had (gladly) not taken part of, and she blinked as suddenly a finger was jabbed between her eyes, and an angry Kikuyu asked why she hadn't been around last night. Megumi gave a small, uncomfortable grin as he explained that everyone was tipsy and something about a fake murder scene,

"I... I had to spend it with mom and I don't think drinking is-" and then she was interrupted, the conversation changing into something about the festival stalls. Such a fast-paced person, how does anyone keep up?! After a moment of silence, Megumi finally sighed and stood up, standing many centimeters above Kikuyu, 

"Why not?" she muttered, running a shaky hand through her short hair.