[h1][color=deepskyblue]Jun Mawatari[/color][/h1][sub][hr][color=deepskyblue]Location:[/color] Dorms, Hawks Common Room, Eirei Hills, Shibuya, Tokyo Prefecture
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[quote][i]"Well that's fast. The Indra Mudra Handseal sure is handy, oh I'm sorry...I do Hindu Yoga, do you do Yoga? Omg, it kicked in late, you're Jun...the Jun...I'm a bitch fan I mean big fan...you just slayed the Sports Fest!"[/i][/quote]
Jun stared for a moment, swallowing at the sudden and pretty strange greeting. The girl that stood before her, with the white hair and choker and everything of that sort, seemed pretty…out of it? Pretty awkward or strange? Granted, that seemed to be people at Eirei in general it turned out, but on the whole they seemed weird, but close by. This girl, she seemed really out of it. Then again, though, there were a lot of things that could cause that sort of deal but it didn’t seem quirk related per say. It seemed to be person related for her.

“Hi, ah…thanks. No, I don’t normally do yoga.” She paused, considering why. What a weird way for the day to have gone, all things considered, from a crazy class leader to an absolute nonsense of a teacher and, of all things, a test out of the blue. Apparently she’d passed, true, but Jun didn’t really feel like she had. That seemed to be the more important thing to her. She hadn’t seen the problem for what it was, just…thought the teacher wasn’t being moral and moved against him. The right choice for the wrong reasons, maybe. In any case, though, that was all besides the point. From crazy class leaders to yoga…why? Jun wasn’t altogether sure. It had never really come up, she thought, never really been there as an option. She’d just…worked out.

Maybe yoga would be alright.

“And thanks, the sports festival was…really a good challenge. I’ve never had to run around like that for so long. Busy, busy.” Jun realized that she’d not really…introduced herself, nor the other girl in return. Who was she…she leaned ever so back, eyes scanning over the door for any sort of names. [i]Darn[/i], nothing. She didn’t really want to just outright for the girl’s name, on one hand, but also still felt like she needed one for politeness’s sake.

“Good to meet you…” Jun walked further in, letting the door close as she leaned in, arm outstretched for a handshake while the statement ended as though a question, on the rise, for a name.