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**Leiko Hamada: Warakuma Shopping District** Shirohane regarded her with the usual deer-trapped-in-headlights look at first, before she rewarded Leiko's enquiry with a timid nod. The girl was infamous around school for her shy and withdrawn nature, seemingly more comfortable in her own company as she averted the large crowds. In contrast, Leiko herself was more often than not carrying some kind of posse around with her. So Shirohane's question was quite understandable. Leiko cleared her throat purposefully, meeting the other girl's bespectacled gaze before continuing. "I wonder if you can," she started, the corners of her mouth quirking slightly. "Your test scores are quite high, aren't they Shirohane-san? Not surprising, since you lock up and study all the time." She let out a thoughtful hum as her brow creased slightly. "Do you read then? _Actual_ stories, not science texts or anything to that effect. It's normally the quiet ones with the most vivid imagination, after all..." She cocked her head slightly, a hand on her hip. "Well?"

-_Sunday 12 April, 2015- Morning_ **Leiko Hamada: Hamada Residence** "You're up bright and early." The sound of juice splashing against the side of a glass jug followed the housekeeper's words as she gauged the young teenager before her calmly, a pencilled eyebrow cocking up ever so slightly. "Considering there's no school, I would have expected you to still be in bed." Leiko looked up from the table at the woman's words, her expression portraying an air of dignity despite the fact that she was only wearing pink flannel pyjamas, her unkempt curls left unattended and splayed across her shoulders. "I have things to do today," was her vague and unhelpful reply, a hand reaching up to brush some hair from her face whilst the other took the fresh glass of juice before her. "I don't have time to waste sleeping in." In truth, Leiko was in somewhat of an irksome mood. After finally coming home yesterday, she failed to get a single spark of inspiration regarding the school play at all. She would have liked to have blamed it on having to stay behind and clean up after Hashimoto's reckless behaviour, but she had stayed up for the majority of the night afterwards to make up for it, sipping chamomile tea and staring at her books until her eyes started to go square. And still _nothing._ "Well, you barely look like you've slept at all," the housekeeper replied smoothly, to Leiko's irritation as she cleaned up some plates from the table and headed for the kitchen. "I would suggest you rest up. You don't want to get sick, not when you've only just returned to school." "I couldn't think of anything worse..." Leiko answered darkly, her eyes flickering to the ceiling for a moment before looking down at her phone. There was at least ten messages unread, and she had no doubt that they were several invitations to go out. The only one that really bore any interest to her was a cutesy looking text from Saya asking if she wanted to stay over after she finished work. The way that she had written it looked so stupid that Leiko couldn't help but fight a smile as she replied back. As much as she liked to complain about the girl, she was the most reliable of her group of friends, and it was a good excuse to get her out of her house for a while. Leiko read through the other messages systematically, a bored expression flickering across her face as she replied with routine answers, declining their offers. She probably appeared cold, but she didn't really care; it was part of her image, after all. Once she was done, she snapped her phone shut and rose up to her feet. "I'm going out for a while," she announced to no one in particular, rolling her slightly stiffened shoulders as she did so before she headed upstairs to change. --- _Sunday 12 April, 2015- Noon_ **Leiko Hamada: Warakuma Shopping Complex** The heels of Leiko's boots clacked against the stone pavement as she approached the Warakuma Shopping Complex with no real goal in mind. She wanted an excuse to get out of the house to clear her head, and more importantly, to focus her mind back to organizing the school play. Some people would probably see her as a little obsessed with her duties, but that was just who Leiko Hamada was. She took her passions seriously. The day was a little warmer than usual, but Leiko still chose to wear her usual winter attire; pastel pink, woolly tights and a plain black skirt, complimented by a cream coloured sweater jacket and a black hat that was positioned to tilt to the side ever so slightly. A few years ago, Leiko would never have imagined wearing such a thing, but her fashion guru had other things to say. And she couldn't deny that the outfit made her feel comfortable and oddly at home in her own skin. As she turned a sharp bend, her thoughts listlessly trying to think of a good place to go to relax, her eyes happened on a familiar girl heading in her direction, her expression appearing to be completely lost in thought as she seemed oblivious to her surroundings. Leiko frowned a little at first at the nagging thought in the back of her head as she quickly stepped aside before any unseemly collisions happened. As she did so however, realization finally struck and she reached out to halt the girl suddenly by a firm grip on her arm. "Wait, I know you. You're that Shirohane girl, right? Your parents own the flower store." She hummed approvingly as the pieces seemed to slot together in her head. "I've seen you around school as well, I recall. We're both from the same year, correct?"

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