Who: Shiori + Kanaye Where: Somewhere public. What: A srs talk. When: 3:00pm Why: 'cause Shiori's got some s'plainin' to do.
Nothing seemed to go right for Wakanata Shiori, save for her art. But even that had let her down; the prestigious art school in Tokyo she had gotten into had been great, but not at all for her. The city, anyway. The school really was wonderful. But Tokyo... Tokyo had been so big and unwelcoming and unfamiliar and something about it didn't sit well with Shiori. It had been great at first, but the longer she stayed...
Well, she was glad to be back home and yet she wasn't. She'd have to deal with not only her parents, but school and the people she had left behind. Like Aoi-chan and Kozue-san and Shirai-kun and...
Hopefully they wouldn't demand explanations. Or really rag on her for leaving. Aoi-chan, she knew, would of course ask questions. But Kozue-san and Shirai-kun would be more... accepting? of her answers. No, Aoi-chan was the one she really had to look out for. Her, and Kanaye of course.
Her chest tightened, and she placed her fist against it as she stared solemnly at the ground. Kanaye was one of the reasons why she wasn't glad to be home. They'd talk, of course they'd talk. She owed him that much. But it didn't mean she was looking forward to it.
Shaken out of her thoughts as the streetlight changed colors and the few people she had been standing with moved to cross the street, Shiori followed after quietly. She was on her way to buy more notebooks for school - she knew she'd need them, for the month that she had missed. Eurgh, she wasn't looking forward to that.
A flash of gold startled her out of her thoughts yet again, and she froze once her brain processed what she saw. There before her was the very person she had been thinking of. And though there were people milling about, there weren't enough for her to hide amongst them. He had to have seen her.