Akane Hanagawa // Warakuma High // Class 2-2 ---> Manga Club Room
Monday, May 4th, 2015
After School

She knew Golden Week was too good to be true, while she already knew that, it was the fact that every year she ends up falling for week without anything school related and just simply forgets. Coming back to her senses when she woke up Monday morning to the realization that she had to go back to school, she sigh'd the sighs of all sighs and face palmed when she remembered she forgot to study. Midterms are coming up after all, but Akane wasn't particularly worried about them. It was more having to waste her precious time, which could be spent drawing, reading and playing, on something as tedious as midterms. Having remembered that, she was reminded that she literally go no drawing, reading and playing done during Golden Week.

"All thanks to that bastard...." she grumbled as she recalled her brawl in the mall with Noboru. Word of her actions and involvement have already spread around, which isn't surprise considering the size of Warakuma and all, as evidence by the gossiping and stares that have followed her throughout the day. Well, It's not like she has anything to worry about. Considering she frequently gets into fights delinquents (or simply overly aggressive guys) for the sake of others (mostly girls, which has earned her that irritating 'prince' monkiker. Not her fault that it's mostly girls who are usually in the need of help the most), she has a reputation for helping out others, so all in all, it's most likely Noboru to get the brunt of the negative backlash for the fight. At that thought, Akane snickered as her train of thought is broken by the sound of the bell.

Finally! Classes are over. How I hate Mondays.... Who does? Collecting her things, she slung her bag over her shoulder and left the classroom, making her way to the clubroom. She was looking forward to heading to the room and finishing up the game she has been deprived of for a week now. Plus, she got a new game and has been wanting to play it. She has a lot to make up after that week. Opening the door to the room, she marched it, tossed her bag into the corner, pulled out her handheld and slumped into throne of comfy pillows she made by the window. Being engrossed in her game and with her earphones in, so as not to disturb anyone and to hear the games sound as loud as possible, she didn't hear the door open nor the one who opened it.

After a couple of minutes, she came across a save point and finally noticed the newcomers shadow. Looking up, sure enough, someone was standing there. By the looks of him, he didn't look all that interested in the club but you never know. Considering the club's state before the influx of people joining and how people look upon anime and manga, if there was no intention of joining, why bother coming here of all places? Saving her game, she set her psp on her lap and pointed to a try to his right. "If you're interested in joining, the form is right there. When finished, turn it into me whenever." She finished in a monotonous tone.

Normally she'd be full of energy and smiles when someone comes into the room, but after being deprived of her way of life for a whole week, she just really wanted to get back to playing her game. Finishing her customary duty as club president, she picked up her handheld and resumed playing.

Akira Kirigakure // Warakuma High // Archery Range
Monday, May 4th, 2015
After School

From the time since the day started 'till the last class, the day was dominated with gossip about a female student up and disappearing along with talk about a 'cute' maid that works at a certain cosplay cafe. When he saw a group of guys at lunch holding a picture of said maid 'Saki' and looking at it with googly eyes, It took Akira all he had to hold back his laughter. He wondered how Sato taking it and thought it was a shame he wasn't there to see the initial reaction. Akari did well spreading the pictures around to have it at this extent already. After all, it was meant to be a slow building process, for the great entertainment possible.

As the bell, signaling the end of classes, rang, he took his sweet time leaving the classroom and making his way down to the range. Though, by the time he arrived at the range, he would come to regret taking his time. Why? Because after some investigating, it seemed Rokurou and Mika got into it and a lot of drama ensued. "Still trouble in paradise, huh?" he said to no one in particular. The situation between those two seems to be getting worse by the day. Prep done, he lined up and began firing off a few arrows. After every few hits, he glanced around and noticed Sato but seemed to be preoccupied with other things to notice he was there. Given the current atmosphere at the range, "Saki" was probably the last thing on everyone there minds. Well, no matter.

Firing off a few more arrows, an idea hit him. Maybe he can take advantage of the situation between Rokurou and Mika to have a little fun with 'Saki'. Making his own exit from the range, he took out his phone and wrote out a text to Akari.

Interested in making a bad situation worse?

As Shizuka lifted her head from the bow and her hazel eyes lit up in delight at her acceptance, a hand rested atop her head and gave a casual pat. The nervous student jumped slightly in reaction to the gesture, embarrassed from the physical contact despite how casual it was meant to be for the upperclassman. "I-I-It's alright, no harm done. Bu-But I'm truly grateful for your acceptance, thank you Harvester-senpai!" She bowed once more with a brighter, soft tone but suddenly gasped upon having Kotori's name mentioned to see the other girl in a close proximity to the two. How could she have missed spotting her on her way in? The question on whether to keep her long bangs came to her mind once more before she apologetically bowed in a panicky voice, "O-Oh goodness, I honestly hadn't known you were there, Shirohane-sa-- senpai, pa-pardon me for my discourtesy. Um, I'm Otonashi, Shizuka from class 1-1. It's nice to see you again." A small smile found its way upon her lips after the bow towards the bespectacled girl.

While the raven haired student tilted her head in curiosity as to what Matt meant by 'hopefully this one won’t suddenly leave', she continued to obediently pay attention to the club president as he revealed the plans he had for the club. Once his ambition part of the speech ended with a cough, Shizuka lightly clapped her hands together at the plan with excitement at her first experience of club activity. These sort of things might not have mattered to an ordinary student but the shy maiden appreciated the little things she could do with classmates and friends, due to her timid nature being in the way to suggest or invite people to have activities together with her. Since she was fairly new and had almost to none knowledge of agriculture, she wondered how they were to start cultivating the piece of land they were given.

Shizuka was lost in thought before the upperclassman spoke up again, this time inquiring from the two girls what sort of club activities they preferred to do. As the question was passed onto herself from Kotori, she paused for a moment while lifting her gaze up in a thoughtful gesture to think before parting her lips to reply in a similarly unsure tone like the other member. "Umm... I agree with Shirohane-senpai, the three options seem appropriate for the club. We-Well... for myself, I'm quite excited to grow different plants and flowers with our own hands since I hadn't the chance to do so in the past." She ended in a shy manner, flashed a slight smile with a faint blush upon her cheeks while hoping her newbie opinion didn't disappoint them in any way.

Ryan noticed the president speaking to him and bowed his head in acknowledgement. He picked up one of the forms and hesitated. He then saw the handheld in her hands. The realization that he could play games in here pretty much sealed the deal for him. He quickly signed the form and turned towards the president. " Done." Ryan said simply.

He put the form down on a desk near the president and sat down in a nearby chair. He kept glancing at the handheld she was playing and frowned. Ryan wanted to ask whether or not it was okay for him to bring his own gaming stuff, but she was clearly very engrossed in her game. He shrugged and stared at the ceiling for a bit. After a couple of minutes he was bored. "So... what do we do around here?" He asked everyone in the room.

There was a pause, Ayano felt weird with all the unwarranted attention she had brought upon herself and excused herself before sitting down on a nearby chair. The club president was in the room as well, heavily engrossed in a game. She was astonished to see that it was a PSP, finding it hard to believe that it's still roaring and popular in Japan, but pretty much dead in the West. The Vita does seem like it's popularity is waning, with only a few titles actually being noteworthy. Although, she herself preferred the 3DS. She was intrigued at the hyper-focus the club president was displaying, what game is she even playing? She would ask but, right now doesn't seem the most appropriate of moments.

Moments later, the new recruit spoke up and asked what the basic principle of the club was. "Should be obvious from the name..." She said, glancing at the boy. When she thought about it, Ayano could have brought some of her own doujin or a handheld gaming console, even her laptop would've sufficed. "Play stuff, read stuff, I haven't been active myself but I think that's the gist of it." The girl was more partial to the gaming community however.

Matt - Agriculture Club || Monday - After school.

Matt nodded thoughtfully while listening to the two club members and thinking about it himself. After Shizu gave her nervous answer to Matt a smile of understanding appeared.
"Yes Shizu, there is no need to be embarrassed or shy about such a thing, I would be more than happy to show you the wonders of growing things with your own two hands. I can remember when I was little and the first time i tended to flowers was when I helped my grandmother in her sunflower field, I hope I can show you how great such things can be." Matt was patiently reassuring Shizu that he would love to teach her how to tend to flowers. As exited as Matt was he realised he had to think through this seriously

"hmm yes, yes all three of these could work and be tied together if you so wish, yes planting flowers and watching them grow while dosing the time in knowledge of how they grow and effect the ecosystem of the world" Matt was putting serious thought into the structure of the club now.
"Looks like I might have to take a bit of time off work to get this running, wouldn't want to run into this half halfheartedly"

==~==

Mako started to feel very... crestfallen, as Sato was none too gentle with rejecting his offer of help, if needed. And suddenly he was very acutely aware of just how stupid it was to come over here, especially with as raw as the event in question was in Sato's mind, obviously, and he should clearly just shut the fuck up and sit down.

"...Right. I wasn't-- hm. Right. Don't mention it, got it. I'll just, uh... sit back down then." He paused for a moment, shuffling about like an idiot, before finishing. "Good talk, I guess."

OH MY GOD, SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN.

Mako did so, feeling very... cold. Even when I try to help, I fuck things up. Good. Great. Glad I could figure that out. He looked up at the waitress who'd taken his order, frustration evident on his face.

Think I'd better take this order to go, he thought, fishing out his wallet.

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==~==

The day- and therefore Mako's mood- had not improved since yesterday, as the poor heavy bag in front of him could attest. Part of him was afraid he'd punch a hole in the bag with the relentless assault he was inflicting upon it. Most of him was too wrapped up in destroying the bag, and not someone or something who'd actually feel it, to care. He wasn't even smiling today, either. There was no enjoyment in today's practice- just rage.

He'd already been stewing somewhat earlier, just from remembering Sato's rather rude rebuffing of his efforts to help. True, he hadn't gone about it in quite the right way, but that was no excuse for being rude. Anger at Sato quickly evaporated somewhere around lunchtime, however, to be rekindled with rage at that fucking cellphone bastard.

I knew he hadn't gotten rid of those photos. Should have broken his fucking phone when I had the chance. Unfortunately, it was a little late for that- pictures of "Saki" had flooded the school, speculation rampant and wild regarding just who the mystery maid really was. That asshole was never going to be allowed back into the cosplay cafe at this point, but the damage had already been done. And soon, someone was likely to realize exactly who the mystery girl was...

Worse still, he had no idea why he was so angry about it. True, he'd be frustrated and disgusted with the cellphone bastard on principle under normal circumstances, but this was far and away too much. Too much heat when he wasn't even the victim, too much rage at someone who really didn't matter in the long run, too much fixating on the image of someone he didn't even--

He bit back a curse as he drove a particularly powerful punch into the bag, but at the wrong angle, hurting his wrist. He winced, rubbing the pained area, then sighed, the action doing nothing to cool his rage.

I can't be here right now. All of this... shit. With the photos, and Sato, and that bastard... I should... study? Go home? Find that arrogant prick and shove his cellphone SO FAR UP HIS ASS THAT--

...

I need to go for walk. That's what I need to do. Maybe around Ferrero. I don't know. He slumped, exhausted, but still fuming for reasons he didn't fully understand, as he turned back out of the gym, toward the locker rooms.

I need to relax. Lord knows this isn't good for me. Especially after last time. He shuddered as he pondered it, then went on his way, still futilely trying to think "peaceful thoughts."

Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma High School: Agriculture Club | After School

Following her own answer, Kotori waited for Shizuka to respond - which brought a small smile to her lips when the younger girl explained that she was both in agreement with any of the options and wished to experience how it was to grow plants and flowers; a sentiment that Kotori understood too well. She nodded in agreement when Matt spoke up, saying he'd help her along the way - and looking his direction quizzically for a moment when he went on to speak of a brief moment of his childhood. She was still a little amazed at the way the club president would just go off on tangents and keep on talking without prompts - but perhaps she was just noticing it more with the added contrast of Shizuka being present.

The brief pause that followed seemed to only serve to collect his thoughts as he then went on again, this time addressing the previous issue once more of what they were to do during club hours; seemingly speaking his mind aloud was he thought on it. When he mentioned possibly having to take time off from work for it, a brief "ah" came over Kotori's lips. "Uhm, if there's anything w... I can do, please let me know," she quickly said with a small bow - barely catching herself from saying 'we' and inadvertantly volunteering Shizuka for it too. Though Kotori didn't doubt she'd also be inclined to do so, it seemed a little rude to just speak for the girl. Furthermore, she felt a little guilty that he might have to ask for time off from work despite having told her that it would be no problem to occasionally skip out on club days if she had to help out at the shop back home, leaving her to glance over to Shizuka for her thoughts on the matter whilst her fingers began to once more nervously fidget with the hem of her skirt.

Monday, May 4^th, 2015

Warakuma High (Class 1-1) > On the way to Hospital

Chiaki Nettu had been missing over Golden Week. That was how the homeroom teacher told Class 1-1. Gen would have been lying if he had said he was not upset that the school idol was absent. It was only natural. It made it worse that they were in the same class. What if it had been him? Would the class be that worried? Probably not. But still, it would stir some people. The teacher took him out of his reverie by asking everyone who would volunteer to bring Chiaki her homework. Obviously, almost everyone on the male section of the class volunteered. Gen was lucky enough to be chosen, triggering a long and loud groan of defeat made by the rest.

The final bell chimed, and Gen made his way to the hospital. Of course, everyone begged him to take them with them, bribed him, tried everything so they could be an inch closer to Chiaki. But a final glare from the teacher and it was decided. Gen was to go alone. He bought a bottle of water on an impulse. He did not know what else to bring. If given time, he could cooked something, but what did one give to someone in a hospital? He walked with irregular steps, feeling how his throat dried up. He could not take it and opened the bottle. After drinking like half of it, Gen tried to pep-talk himself into visiting her classmate. 'Why are you nervous? She's a classmate... who is also famous. But a classmate after all! You did not volunteer to be a creepy fan trying to get closer to her! Just give her the homework and ask her how she is feeling and then leave!'

With this resolved, Gen strode through the hospital's parking lot, blinded by his willpower, carrying both classnotes and opened water bottle on his hands. That was when it happened.

He felt someone's body clashing with his own. Everything flew out of his hands and Gen got a nice view of the sky. His back hit the pavement. Something cool splashed his school shirt. "Ah! I'm sorry! I wasn't looking!"

Noboru walked out the doors, still upset about the exchange back in the hospital room. His mind was lost in thought, when he felt a huge thud and a cold sensation on his chest. He had apparently knocked someone over while still in thought. Oops. Fuck, he thought, guess I need to dry this shirt out now when I get home. On the ground, was what seemed to be the perpetrator of assaulting him with the water. Noboru stuck out his arm, grabbing the unknown kid's forearm, flexing his arm and pulling the grounded student back up. Before speaking, Noboru unbuttoned his shirt, having to make the effort to pull it from his chest, where it had stuck. The cold water made it all the more annoying to pull off, but he finally managed to slip it off his arms, only his undershirt remaining now. When he was done, he spoke to the splash master.

"Hey, did any of the water splash you? If so, use any dry spots you can find on my shirt to wipe yourself off. You got it wet, might as well use it to its full potential right now. If not, I have an extra towel in my bag if you'd prefer to use that instead. Might be a bit more... clean. Yeah, that sounds better. Here."

Noboru reached into his bag, grabbing the dark green hand towel. He pulled it out, the towel's length reaching along his arm. The towel was thrust towards the mystery student.

"Here. Go ahead and use it if you want."

Ryan Alon: Warakuma High

Ryan shrugged and went back to staring at the ceiling for a bit. He got out his phone and googled several popular anime and manga so he could at least try to be a part of the club. After a bit of time he looked at his watch and sighed. He should probably head home soon. Ryan looked around the room and saw only a few people had left. "Might as well stay a little longer." He muttered to himself as he continued reading the manga he had found online. Nanatsu no Taizai wasn't too bad.

As he continued reading his mind wandered off to gaming. Wouldn't it be cool if someone brought a gaming console or something? Maybe he could do that. "Excuse me, Ms President? Would it be possible for me to bring my Wii U to school the next time we meet? All we would need is some sort of projector and I could probably hook it up so we could play games and whatever." Ryan did not have a projector unfortunately but he did have a Wii U.

The response the club president gave had a positive effect on Shizuka, feeling relieved that he didn't seem to mind that she was new to this; in fact, he seemed eager to show her the pleasant feelings he had experienced. The sparkle in his jade eyes as he talked really showed how inspired he was in the topic of plants without a hint of doubt or embarrassment, she couldn't help a little jealousy seeping inside her. Oh how her life could have been easier if her passion can be flaunted around without shame but alas, the otaku girl was not ready to face the consequences of such action.

Glancing over at the other upperclassman, she nodded in agreement to what Matt had to say, which reassured the underclassman that both of them accepted her opinion in some way. But once Matt mentioned about the topic of job and how Kotori wished to do whatever she could, the younger student raised her own offer to help. "I-I wish to offer what help I could give in that regard as well, Ha-Harvester-senpai." While saying this, she recalled the conversation she had earlier in regards to her own part time job which she felt should be shared. "Well... A-Actually, I have a part time job of my own as well. But I've already consulted with my manager for time off from time to time in order to participate in the club activities."

A soft, short chuckle escaped her thin lips as she attempted to directly quote Kenji's words, "'Spend your spring of youth to the fullest, it builds one's character to what they'll become', is what he said. He's such a carefree yet passionate manager and for that, I'm thankful."

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Akane Hanagawa // Warakuma High // Manga Club Room
Monday, May 4th, 2015
After School

Soon after she resumed playing, she froze up as she turned her head and noticed that a girl was also there. Oh Akane, how could you make such a mistake. Quickly turning it off and putting it away, she stood up. "Oh...Ayano was it? I do apologize for not noticing." she laughed nervously. "Usually I'm the only one here, so I just kill some time. Been in a little slump so I've been taking a break from drawing. As for what we do, the club pretty much revolves around manga. From reading it, discussing it to making it and helping others or do all of them like me. But mostly, we create, whether on our own or with others, manga and enter in contests and events. Same goes for anime, but all who were into making it have graduated from the club already. Reading and watching them often proves helpful in such endeavors."

Turning to the new member, Ryan, "No, it wouldn't," she stretched as she continued calmly. "For one, this isn't a video game club and secondly, this is a high school club. Doing that may be fine in a university, but not here. It's one thing for handhelds to kill time before others arrive but this is an anime and manga club, you know. Are you sure you want to join this club and not a game based one?" she asked.

Monday, May 4^th - 2015

Warakuma Hospital - Parking Lot

Oops, Gen did it again. He played with fate, and lost in the game. Now the other guy's shirt was wet, and as he was propped back on his feet, Gen felt the cool sensation of liquid running down his body. Good thing they were on Spring, and that the weather was mild, otherwise he would be suffering. And so would the other. Oh boy, how could he not see him? Gen was so immersed in his inner world, trying to talk himself up to visit a classmate, that he took for granted that other people lived in the outer world.

"I-uh-I... Thanks." Words failed. Great. Gen took the towel, grateful, and started to dry the wet spots. That was such an awkward situation, and silence made it all the more awkward, so Gen decided to make some noise in the form of speech: "Um, excuse me, I don't know if you can help me, but..." His words trailed off as he thought. Would people outside her class know that Chiaki was here? It was a risk, given that she was an idol and magazines would want to squeeze her up for any small detail of her captivity. Well, it was worth a try!

"But do you know if Nettu Chiaki-san is in this hospital? I was tasked to deliver her today's homework."

@I-Am-X

Ryan Alon: Warakuma High

"Just asking. Sorry. I wasn't sure what was going on since you're playing games and stuff." Ryan responded. She brought up a couple of fair points. "Do we ever do anything special? Besides the stuff that she brought up?" He pointed towards Ayano as he said this. "I'm just curious because, I can read manga and watch anime just as easily at home." Ryan was starting to get a little nervous. He felt like he was offending the club leader already and he hadn't even been here that long.

"Maybe I should go. I'm starting to get the feeling I'm offending you." Ryan got up and headed towards the door. Great job, you've been here a day and you're already pissing people off.

"But do you know if Nettu Chiaki-san is in this hospital? I was tasked to deliver her today's homework."

Noboru was not expecting that one. It was quite a way to rub salt into the gaping hole of a wound, and Noboru visibly flinched. Of course, it wasn't this student's fault for asking, he had no way of knowing. Noboru rubbed his neck, as if it was sore.

"Yeah, yeah. Her room is in that hospital. A bit ways down the hall. Shouldn't be too hard to catch. Good luck."

Noboru started off towards to his house, but realized he was missing one thing. He turned around and looked back at the mysterious stranger, still holding his towel. Noboru raised his hand to ask for it back but then flung it down.

"Ehhhh. You know what? Keep it. You seem to be spilling water on people without them expecting it. Might help if you can help dry them off."

The wind whipped through the parking lot, and Noboru shivered slightly, his wet undershirt betraying him.

Ayano crossed her arms as she looked earnestly at the newbie, while bringing a Wii U would most certainly be fun, the whole setup and thought of it was pretty risky. Before long, Akane finally took note of their presence and merrily laughed, Ayano could only smile at the slight mix-up, "None taken, Ms. President." As she explained the basics of the club to the new member, Ayano was most certainly surprised that they can actually create their own pieces, she had a glint in her eyes...She made a small mental note in her head :

• Bring art materials and/or laptop next time.

"Pretty savage, aren't you?" The girl said, turning to face Akane. The way she said it all with a straight face definitely was noteworthy, if anything it made Ryan scared and nervous and while that was somewhat entertaining, scaring new recruits probably isn't the best business plan. "A bit too savage though, let's not scare the dude." In order to make a quick intrusion before things start getting rowdy and the new kid starts bailing out on the club Ayano had a sudden thought. "Well...How about we start fresh? Y'know, introductions are important. You don't really know us do you? Being new and all." The girl stood up and faced Ryan, she gave a slight bow before saying, "I am Ayano Wakahisa, aged 17 and I'm in Class 3-1. I like video games a lot, but I like reading anime and manga as well, I'm mostly into doujinshi though. Nice to meet you, I guess." That wasn't so hard was it? She sat down again, waiting for either the new kid or Akane to continue, she could only hope that this little idea of hers would lead into a good outcome and not with someone getting kicked out or something to that effect.

Shortly after Noboru had left, visibly confused, unsure or flushed, Rui waited just a bit before walking in himself. It was clear Chiaki was okay, so there was no need to worry about that. She could probably guess why he was here, it was about the whole... Dungeons and Shadows thing. Although the atmosphere was awkward. Some personal belongings with sentimental value were left on the tables too, but he was sure to give it at least several seconds before walking in. How was he going to mention? Not to mention he now recognized she was the same model from a lot of fashion magazine covers. Although she looked quite different from the covers, not that it surprised him that much.

"I guess now isn't the best time to say you both will be in the same spelunking group...?", he began, and with a joke no less.

Rui entered the room, his presence didn't really leave a dent in the awkward atmosphere. He started with a not so tasteful joke, obviously referring to her and Noboru. She could only assume he had entered to explain the situation, after that weird dream about the blue room she had, she started to put two and two together.
"Haha, very funny. I suppose that means you're here to enlist me in your crew to fight other monsters and the like right? I suppose you're here to tell me about what's going on before I can agree to joining." Chiaki waited patiently while Rui went over the details. It was quiet so it made it easy for her to concentrate. On occasion, a cold breeze would flow through her open window.

Rui spoke with Chiaki about some of the details, but not all of them. The hospital was no place for this after all, but he gave her the gist of it, people have been taken into the Mirror World against their will like she was, and help would be much appreciated, basically. What everything was, those details would come later. In any case,

"And here is my number, in case something goes wrong, or they come for you again somehow...", he felt like mentioning she could also call Noboru, but felt it out of line at the moment. He left her with a scrap of paper with his number on them... At this rate he should get some business cards...

"Anyways... I'll see you at school, I hope", and with that he left Chiaki to her own devices.

Akane Hanagawa // Warakuma High // Manga Club Room
Monday, May 4th, 2015
After School

"Savage?" She looked at Ayano with a puzzled expression. "How odd, here I thought I was earnest and passionate." She rubbed her chin. Was I too blunt? I see, I guess not everyone would like that. Hmm. She wasn't too worried about scaring anyone off, after all, she has already met the required members for a club thanks to Alexai, Rui and others joining. It was never her intention to recruit a whole lot of people anyway, just enough to keep the club going.

With her ever present smile, "Oh, No need to apologize, I wasn't offended at all. Just thought it was my duty, as club president, to inform you what the school would allow (also people may start not wanting to do anything). Don't get me wrong, though, I do like video games. Wouldn't want it to be confiscated (by the club adviser), eh?" Her smile was briefly replaced by an annoyed expression "That teacher can be such a pain sometimes...." she mumbled to herself.

"Anyways, I'm Akane Hanagawa, Year 2, Class 2. And as you know, the club president. My hobbies are reading and creating manga. I aspire to be a professional mangaka one day." she finished with a bright smile.