With his face planted on the table, his miserable failure could be seen by the surrounded students. Everyone who passed by probably murmured something about Kimura's melancholy. Listening to all the other club presidents enjoying themselves was making his ire condition worse. There was only about twenty minutes before the board had the clubs disband and go to class. There were hardly any students outside anymore, getting an entire basketball team to sign-up would be impossible. 

But suddenly, Kimura's luck seemed to change as a voice appeared before him. Since his head had been down at that exact moment, he didn't really know who stood before him, but didn't really care. As his turned his head towards the speaker, he was astonished. For some odd reason, a pretty young girl, about sixteen-seventeen years old, was asking him whether the position for coach was available. First off, why in the word was [i]this[/i] girl stuttering? She physically breathtaking. Her hair was long and pink, her complexion as pure as the sun itself, her body...........don't get me started on her body. The point is, if anyone should have been stuttering, it'd of been Kimura. But in order to be respectful, Kimura stood and introduced himself. "I'm Kimura Teshira. Third year student at Yamamura Academy, nice to meet you." 

Then he sat back down, took the pen which lay beside the sign-up sheet and gave it to her. "Currently, the only person in this Basketball Club is me. I started it during my first year, not sure if you heard about it, hardly anyone has. But forget about the past. To answer your question: Yea, the position for coach is open. But.....ummm.......Do you have any experience?" he questioned. "I'm not saying I don't want you to join! I just........I just want to have a good season, you know?" he added. "This is my last year at Yamamura, I want to go out fighting, unlike the past two years. You can sit if you want" Kimura said, pointing at the chair beside her. 

Even if she didn't have experience, Kimura would not reject her entering the club. He needed people and as of right now, beggars can't be choosers.