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[B]School Side (Saturday Morning - 11am) - NPC: Kaede Yamamoto[/B]

"I've never been good at tennis in the first place," replied Kaede with a bitter smile, the haggard boy barely phased by the hostile appearance of Rena's Persona or the quiet antipathy being directed towards him. He couldn't muster the energy to respond to that treatment, nor was it unwarranted in the first place. If only he had been quicker at stopping his club members, then maybe they wouldn't have all been standing here right now.

His clouded blue gaze swept across the gathered group of teenagers. He didn't know if that had been all of those who had followed after him, but ... that was enough. They shouldn't have needed to come along. It was his responsibility, but ... his fists clenched at his sides. If those [b][i]things[/i][/b] from yesterday had been any indication of the obstacles in his path, then he couldn't do it alone.

He needed help.

He needed to save his friends.

"I guess you all know what I want to ask," he said softly, "but let me say it anyway."

And the only way for him to do so was with others.

"Please help me save my club."