[center][h1][color=8dc73f]Miyako Inoue[/color][/h1][/center]
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Sensing a human voice talking to her, the young woman lifted up her head and looked at the person that was talking to her. It was another student, a tall, black-haired girl that was holding her hand in Miyako's direction. Hesitatingly, she accepted Yozora's help and slowly stood up, keeping her hands close to her chest whenever she could. [color=8dc73f]"Uhm... My name's Inoue, Miyako Inoue..."[/color] Sobbing, she wiped the tears from her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater. [color=8dc73f]"I apologize... Didn't mean to lose my composture in such a shameful display..."[/color] Miyako muttered, slowly heading towards the door as she hung her head low. She wanted to know what was going on, but Yozora-san would surely fill her in on another moment, so there was no need to worry. Besides, asking was not part of her duty... no, it wasn't.