Rika Suehiro was already starting her second year now, age 16, and yet here she was being escorted by four large well groomed men in fancy suits as if she was some lost child. She wasn't angry with them. Their hearts were in the right place and her father probably put them up to this, being as overprotective as he was, but their stomping around was scarring off some of the other girls. Plus it was an all girls school anyways. She let out a short, exasperated shy when it became painfully obvious that they weren't leaving on their own accord.

"Umm...I'm going to the dorms now..." She explained to them, her voice trailing off as she glanced over to the building along the way. "The all girls dorm...where girls sleep and get changed at..."

"Yes ma'am, of course. We'll find your room number and relay the information back to you as soon as-"

"No, that won't be n-n-necessary," Rika explained, her voice becoming frantic when she noticed one of them getting pushy while trying to navigate up to the billboard. Most steered well clear of him, making his job a bit easier.

"I know that I'm an idol and all, but I can assure you that I'm perfectly safe here on my own at an all girls school. An all girls school that grown men can't enter," She tried to stress the point as much as possible. Perhaps the guys knew full well what was going on and just wanted to be around a bunch of girls. Rika couldn't blame them, but there was a huge difference between them and her. Well...maybe not. Actually, deep down she found herself feeling exactly like them. Perhaps the difference was that she could get away with it, as horrible as that sounds. As for her security detail, on the other hand, if they continued for much longer than school security would be called on her own security, and that would make things turn messy in a hurry, not to mention cause undue distress on both her and the other students.

"You don't need us? For the entire school year?" One of them said, clearly disappointed.

"Not on campus, no," she stressed again, well aware of the stares she was beginning to receive. She didn't want to play the part of the bad guy so she quickly came up with something. "Actually, I need my anime cd collection arranged by the amount of sentences I contributed to, starting from 0 on the top right shelve, and in no particular order amongst similar sentence numbers."

"Does screaming count towards-"

"Yes! Yes. So please..." she was practically begging, placing both hands on the back of his suit to subtly push him away.

"Death gurgles?" 

She just realized how often she tended to die in her roles. Whatever. That wasn't important right now.

"No, unless I'm trying to make out words. Now please..."

She let out a sigh of relief when at last they turned around and headed for the black car parked just outside of the school property. Looks like she'd need to make a phone call to her father after school to make sure that they wouldn't be sent out again the following day. At least the crisis was averted for now. She gave an awkward nod to some of the girls who had witnessed the scene, although luckily most of the girls were already heading into the dorm by now. Some girls asked for her autograph or a short exchange of pleasantries and a handshake, but for the most part they were too excited about this being the first day to put much notice towards her. She didn't mind it that way too much. It's not like she would explode if she didn't get so much attention every day.

She walked up to the door to her dorm room, picked up the one bag she had sent her, wanting to travel light, and stepped through the door after a brisk series of knocks. What she first noticed was the massive amount of plushies that occupied the room, her eyes darting around them all before finally falling onto the plushie-like girl who they belonged to. She was small and cute with long brown hair, pale skin, and blue eyes. How sweet. A cute little girl who loved stuffed animals. 

"Hajimimashite! My name is Rika Suehiro," she said with a small bow after closing the door lightly behind her. She set her bag of belongings down and walked further into the room, extending her hand for a handshake.