[center][h1][color=ad4e92]H[/color]OSHINO [color=ad4e92]N[/color]ORIAKI[/h1][/center]
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[color=ad4e92][sub][b]D A T E[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub]April 10th 2018[/sub]

[color=ad4e92][sub][b]L O C A T I O N[/b][/sub][/color][hr][sub]Hinotori Highschool[/sub]

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It became apparent to Noriaki that even the other grades had been struck with the same lethargy the 2nd years had been hit with—the first floor lockers were surprisingly underpopulated. Usually there was a rush of students looking to free themselves from academia, or at least find respite in their clubs. The drive to escape the building certainly wasn't lost on him, though. Showing up early for work based appointments made a good impression, and after his little spat with the school's council president the day prior, he was sorely in need of them. Such was his rush that he scarcely noticed the cluster of boys and girls around one locker in particular. It undoubtedly contributed to the expediency with which he arrived at his own, and that concerned him more than whatever they were gawking at.

Until the source of their excitement made itself his problem. A loud [i]mrrrow[/i] not unlike the ones that woke him up that morning caught his attention, and he peered away from his shoes just in time to see a feline hurriedly making its way towards him. At first he was almost impressed, having thought it was his own, but the little guy back home was a mite bit whiter than this one and a little bigger to boot. Stranger or not, it seemed to like him quite a bit, as he soon found it winding itself around his legs in its attempts to rub up against him. 

[color=ad4e92]"I'm really popular with you guys lately, huh?,"[/color] He asked rhetorically as he bent down to get a better look at it, [color=ad4e92]"Not that I mind. Always liked cats."[/color]

It certainly didn't look like any stray he had ever seen—it was too clean on closer inspection, with its soft yellow coat being the result of pigment rather than stains. He also couldn't help but notice its eyes. He was pretty sure having different colored eyes was common among some dog breeds, but he had never seen them on a cat before. What was worse, they seemed weirdly familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place it. He extended a hand, figuring it wanted to give him a good sniff before he tried making contact. If all went well, a good chin scratching would follow.

[color=ad4e92]"What's a pretty lil' thing like you doing in a place like this? You don't have a collar, but you look too well fed to be from the streets."[/color] 
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