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Nawanaka Toshimi [輪中 福美] ([info]thrown_to_winds) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2011-02-03 02:04:00

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Entry tags:hamasaki, toshimi

Who: Toshi, Hamasaki-sensei
What: A meeting.
When: Around the time of the rest of the meetings.
Where: Guidance Office
Why: Because, really, this has been needed from day 1, Toshi.

Toshimi walked on legs that shook a little to Hamasaki-sensei's office. She'd never been in before; after all, she had never been one to talk about her problems. Maybe that was why she felt nervous. Or maybe it was that she always felt like hiding in a corner whenever the subject of her future came up.

But cutting the string meant actually solving problems, and she would take what help she could get. Even from a stranger like Hamasaki-sensei. With a polite, "Excuse me," she knocked on the door.



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[info]thrown_to_winds
2011-03-14 04:08 am UTC (link)
Oh.

Toshi visually deflated a little. Somehow, it hadn't even occurred to her that if she was going to deviate wildly from the plan her uncle had set out for her, she would have to speak to him about it at some point. It made sense, and yet, as she thought about it, an overwhelming sense of dread welled up in her.

But she had to look confident to Hamasaki, so---what could she do?---she smiled her best fake smile at him. Even as she did so, she felt, bizarrely, guilty about it.

"Y-yes, of course," she said to him. "That makes sense."

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