[b]Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Classroom 2-2 | Wednesday, April 15 2015 - After School[/b]

The bell rang once more; signalling the end of classes for the day - and the usual mass exodus from the classroom. And much like usual, Kotori was one of those few who remained in her seat when the time came; opting to finish up her day's notes before packing her bag - which had the added advantage of letting her bypass the worst of the large sea of students loitering in the hallways on their way home, to clubs or to friends by virtue of arriving there after them. With the day's work thus done, Kotori took her bag before heading out of the classroom and into the hallway. With Noboru having turned back up at school, most of the wild rumours about him had since died down; other topics taking the place instead. However, something else had caught Kotori's attention that morning - a flyer for a new club.


[b]Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School | Wednesday, April 15 2015 - After School[/b]

As she made her way to the clubroom, Kotori couldn't quite help but get a slight feeling of doubt creep up in her mind - the clubroom was one of the out-of-the-way ones, the flyer had been somewhat a rather simple one and she'd never actually heard of the school having an agriculture club before - but ultimately, she decided to at least pay them a visit, seeing as at least that much surely couldn't hurt. And if it turned out to not be something for her - or the times they'd meet even if it was happened to be inconvenient for helping out at home - she could always apologise for having wasted their time. With that in mind, Kotori took a quick breath before gently tapping on the clubroom door - so gently, in fact, that it was barely even audible; leaving her standing in front of the closed door for another few moments before she slowly pushed it open; peering inside.

[color=green]"Uhm... excuse me? Is this the Agriculture Club...?"[/color] she asked, her voice quiet as ever, after glancing about the rather empty room and then finding its sole occupant standing there in deep thought by the looks of it.