[b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VnCuNtCrno]Warakuma High, By The Front Gate[/url]

	The gesture of going out for a handshake was an obvious mistake, as the mere action caused the girl to repel away a bit, for good reason too. Getting someone else’s blood on you, however little, isn’t exactly a healthy thing to do and instead it merely amused Sato a bit. The girl quickly regained composure however and promptly responded to his redundant greeting with unlike snarkiness in hers. Hamada jumped back to the main point of her encounter to remind him of how he should [i]really[/i] go to the school nurse, and though he wasn’t too fond of the idea personally, the girl before him probably wasn’t going to give up now that she was involved in an almost admirably way, though her pressing attitude didn’t make for friendly first impressions.

	After a moment of consideration, Hamada spoke up again, and came up with an idea that elicited a chuckle from Sato immediately after she suggested it: she’d escort him there, like he’d been heavily concussed by the blow and was hopelessly disorientated. He knew from their short time together she wasn’t the type to joke often, and the steel look she had gave it away that she was 100% serious about the matter. The idea itself wasn’t bad to him, since he admittedly wasn’t keen on finding out how the nurse truly is, and going with another [s]meat shield[/s] person would make it a much more approachable task. “Task”.

	The younger girl went on to follow it with several mocking comments about the situation and him and ended with a mockingly slight smile to rub salt on a wound that wasn’t there. Sato matched the look, resting a hand on his waist to both stand more comfortably and to add on to the evident sass in the air, but the bits of blood on him made it look more awkward and unnatural than anything. “I’ll take you up on that actually, Hamada. It’s shameful to admit, but I will say that I don’t have a clear idea on where the nurse’s office actually [i]is[/i], so having you escort me there would be nice.”

	The words, again, caused a reaction of him touching the subtle pain in his lip with his fingertips, which in turn caused more pain. Hamada’s insistence on going to the nurse seemed a little better once the shock of the event faded and a static pain replaced it. The walk home was across the entire town from where the school was, so the walk wasn’t exactly brief nor long, but having the consistent bother of the cut would be annoying to put up with the whole way there. With a bit more purpose in his step, he walked off a bit towards the school’s front doors, inciting a few incredibly brief looks from the students that were still headed away from the building, and they both made their way to the nurse’s office with a little bit of direction from Hamada.

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[b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhQ3xRTKK-k]Warakuma High, Outside Of The Nurse’s Office[/url]

	While it looked almost exactly the same as the other rooms besides a few signs denoting its purpose, the nurse’s office was there, looking slightly more intimidating than the rest of the doors for an unknown reason. Sato glanced over to Hamada in a childish way, playing along with her mocking attitude from earlier, though his joke was ruined when his lips broke character and formed a self-satisfied smirk. For some reason he just really did [i]not[/i] to go in there first. He’d go over what he’d say, but there was nothing coming up that wouldn’t sound lame. “[i]Miss, I got a booboo![/i]” The senior parted his lips absent-mindedly like he was going to say something, though nothing came out and he instead turned to face Hamada once again.

	“You can do the honors if you’d like.” Sato motioned towards the door with boths hands and glided out of the way, showing her that’d he been idly staring at nothing but wood for the past few long moments. She’d have to initiate if she was so adamant on getting him ‘looking presentable’.