[h1][center][color=8dc73f]Miyako Inoue[/color][/center][/h1]
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A very unelegant whimper made itself known from the slump that was Miyako's trembling body. Looking up, she only managed to see a blurry pink mess thanks to her now wet glasses. Coupled with the general chaos within the group, and the fact that the horse now seemed to be angry at something or someone, and it was only natural that the young student became more of an emotional wreck than before. [color=ed1c24]"That's our cue to move"[/color] was the only coherent phrase that she managed to hear and it was what made her stand up and begin running, her long legs allowing Miyako to not get as far behind as her lack of athletic skill would normally do.
[color=8dc73f]"Where... Where are we going?"[/color] she managed to ask between breaths, her impaired vision and overall mental state hampering her ability to keep up with the rest of them. Not being able to distinguish Yozora-sempai among the rest of the students was [i]really[/i] getting on her nerves.