InsaneJournal

Much as she had ended up hating Tokyo (turns out she had actually missed nature. Go figure.), Shiori found herself rather anxious now that she was back. Nevermind all the schoolwork she had to make up, but now she'd have to reconnect with the people she had left behind. And explain why she had left without saying anything, the reason of which even she didn't remember. Just that she was feeling really stressed and needed to leave, but what she had been stressed about she couldn't remember. It must not have been that big of a deal after all.

Maybe this whole thing hadn't even been worth it.

But she wasn't going to dwell on it, because the facts were she had left, she hadn't liked Tokyo, and was now back. Of course that didn't mean she was about to hunt down all of her classmates and friends right away - no, after putting her stuff away in her room and cleaning the room a bit Shiori had decided to reacquaint herself with the town by doing what she did best: wandering and sketching.

Where she ended up was one of the parks by her house. Because of it's lack of visitors (it was one of the older parks and lacked the items the newer parks had, such as playgrounds), it hadn't been on Shiori's "Most Frequented" list but was pretty in it's own right. And this place certainly had enough nature.

Deciding she'd sit on an actual bench instead of relearning the technique of sitting on the ground in a skirt, she made her way over to where she remembered a bench being only to see it already occupied by a boy she vaguely remembered. After a moment's hesitation, she continued over to him.

"Mind if I sit?" she asked, cradling her sketchbook to her chest.