[b][i]Monday 20th April 2015: After School[/i][/b]

[b]Saya Ueno: Warakuma High- Archery Range[/b]


Saya had braced herself for Akira's scathing reply, and she was more than a little surprised that he actually provided her with a genuine, not-a-jerkass response. Well, mostly. The whole 'shooting someone' thing caught her attention but she was surprised enough not to take even a little offence. "I...see," she murmured back warily, fingers pattering away at her wooden bow as she looked over at his perfect trajectory, the arrow lodging firmly into the red dot. "You know, you shouldn't talk down to me, Number One. I'm Number Two, remember? I'm your greatest competition," she suddenly spoke with a burst of confidence, looking over at him mischievously. "Turn your back, and I might even be a better shot than you someday."

She didn't really know where all this bravado was coming from, but she really [i]did[/i] want to fit into the club without too much conflict. As mean as Akira was at times, Saya didn't want Rokoru to think she was stirring trouble within his club on purpose. And hey, she couldn't stay a victim forever. If she wanted to become a more confident archer in the club, she needed the personality to match.