[color=a187be][h2]Shinjiro Karasawa[/h2][/color]

[color=a187be]"Yeah, yeah, we're movin'! Cool your jets, Tachibana!"[/color] he called back to the retreating twintailed figure with far less trepidation and care than was thought to be customary to most who had only just met a Level 5. Watching her hair dance in the breeze behind her like the flame it resembled, he let out a snort. They couldn't be [i]that[/i] late, right?

He checked his watch.

The digits 5 and 9 immediately stood out, and his purple eyes widened.

[color=a187be]"Oh shit, she ain't kiddin'! Hat-chan, we better [i]h u s t l e[/i]! I'll catch your name at the assembly!"[/color] he crowed, before bursting off into a run towards the--

He skidded to a stop at a conveniently placed map nearby. He didn't know this school's geography yet... [i]There![/i]

Okay! Back to running!

The dead sprint continued as if it had never stopped. [color=a187be]"Down the left corridor after this one, Hat-chaaaaan!"[/color] he called helpfully back at the shrinking figure, even as he sped down the walkway, zipping past the first building.