[center][i][b][h3]Akira Hato[/h3][/b][/i]
[i][b][color=skyblue]"O-sora no shinda sekai kara
O-okurishimasu
O-kiraku nanbaa
Shinu made ni kuttoke
Maaboo doofu"[/color][/b][/i]
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Arriving to the gymnasium with all the other students, Akira was more or less going with the flow at the moment. There were many other kids here, but he dared not ask if they too just suddenly showed up out of the blue. That would be awkward. Not only that, but they seemed so... Normal. Like they're (obviously) just students at this school. Akira was certain he wasn't the only outsider here, but it was hard to tell who was and wasn't an outsider. But before he could get really inquisitive, the lights went out. There was some surprised screaming here and there, but Akira just rolled his eyes. [colorskyblue]"Oh come on, they just turned off the lights..."[/color] Soon the lights were back on, and someone who Akira figured was the student president made a huge announcement.

[quote][color=92278f]“Ara, ara~ Ladies and gentlemen; welcome one and all to your temporary homes for the evening. The Academy is happy to provide warm meals and other conveniences for your time staying here. Forecasts show that the weather won’t light up until dawn so going back to your dorms won’t be an option. We hope you understand.”[/color][/quote]

Putting his finger to his lips, Akira analyzed the situation. [i][color=skyblue]"Hmm... If all the students are here, then surely someone among the students are an outsider like me... I just need to figure out a way to attract them to me."[/color][/i] What the student president did was a good idea: make a big show and have everyone look at her. Akira was almost certain that the student president was an outsider like him, though it was unlikely. If Akira had to guess, all the outsiders have arrived roughly at the same time as he did. So if the student president has already been established, it's unlikely that she's an outsider.

As all the students got in line for spicy soup, there was the faint sound of a violin in the air. Looking around for the source of music Akira saw the same mysterious musician from last time. He was gathering a bit of a crowd with his playing. Smiling, Akira figured out a good way to gather a crowd of her own. As the violin placed, Akira stood on the tip of his toes and started to skip between the students. A few tried to dodge him, and the ones who couldn't she simply stepped around. But as he was weaved through the crowds, he started to use more elaborate footwork. And the further he went, he started to dance.

Moving her body to the rhythm of the violinist, Akira's was fast but graceful. Though the song was fairly slow, Akira's twirled and moved his body with matching agility, able to both dodge the students who came in his way, as well as cross a great distance. By the time the song had ended, Akira had earned quite a few stares from the students he passed, as well as cut to the front of the soup line. [color=skyblue]"Two please. I'm bringing it for a friend."[/color]

Soon Akira would arrive to the violinist, both his hands holding bowls of spicy soup. Like before he had danced between the students while also balancing the precarious meals in his hands, not even spilling a drop. Walking up the bleachers to meet the musician the deceptively-female looking young man offered the bowl to the musician. [color=skyblue]"That was a lovely song. My name is Hato Akira (Surname first). May I know yours?"[/color] Akira batted his eyelashes at the musician cutely, suppressing a stifled giggle. 

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