Leiko Hamada- Hamada Residence
Emerald green eyes fluttered awake to the sound of a shrill alarm clock, a girl's hand reaching out from the covers and slamming it shut with a distinct air of annoyance.
God, she hated Mondays.
Leiko Hamada rose out of bed, stretching and clicking all her joints with a shudder. Well, at least she had gone back to forgetting about her dreams. The last one was just too creepy, even for her. With a loud yawn, Leiko moved on to the usual rituals of the morning.
Bathroom- brush teeth, shower. Check.
Breakfast- A steaming Miso Soup swimming with wakame seaweed and deep fried tofu. A delicious check.
Next was her uniform. She zipped her black uniform skirt into place, followed by solid black stockings that rode up to just to the hem of her skirt. A friend had told her that it helped make her legs look longer, so it was a personal touch that Leiko decided to keep. The stockings were followed by black leather shoes, and her white school collared shirt.
She roamed her expansive cupboard with a click of her tongue, her brow furrowed as her fingers skimmed past the school jacket. Personally, she found the thing hardly insulating on a cool Spring day. Ah, here it was.
She rose her arms up and pulled an apricot angora sweater over her head, the feeling of warmth and comfort immediately enveloping her body. Like most of her clothes, this sweater was customized to her size, so it felt snug in all the right places.
She left the school jacket and ribbon behind as she reached her vanity table and started the process of her preening. She picked up her straightening tongs, and ironed out every unruly strand of her naturally wavy auburn hair until it fell loose and tame on her shoulder. Tying it in a side ponytail out of the way, she added the finishing touches of her appearance; mascara, lip gloss, blush. Nothing overtly noticeable, but just enough to look presentable.
With a finishing spritz of her rosewater perfume, Leiko was set.
Living in the upper suburbs of Warakuma, Leiko didn't have anyone to walk to school with typically. Last year, she had a personal chauffeur to take her by car, but after she started to tip the scales a little too much for her liking, she preferred taking a brisk walk instead. Her parents had suggested for a chauffeur to walk with her instead, but Leiko took offense to that. She was not a princess in need of protection.
With her school bag slung over her shoulder, and a large wad of fliers tucked safely under her arm, Leiko walked to school with a notable bounce to her step. Today was the day that clubs started their recruitment pitches, and as the new club president of Drama Club, it was Leiko's duty to draw in some fresh blood. Too many seniors had left last year, leaving the club bereft of a handful of members. And that would simply not do.
As Leiko mulled over who she would approach first, she was a moment too slow to realise that a distracted brunette girl had just appeared from her blind spot and-
BAM!
Flyers scattered everywhere as Leiko reeled backwards, tripping over a crack in the ground until she fell into a rather unceremonious slump on the ground.
"Owww..." She gritted her teeth, the pain mild but the shock still prevalent as her eyes opened in horror at the flyers scattered around her. "Ahh! My flyers!"