[hikari]

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melodies of life

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we're adding up the layers of harmony

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another day, another snoozefest of a class.[break][break]

if hikari didn't know any better, she would ask why she was sitting in a desk, listlessly staring out windows, wearing the worst uniform known to man. but hikari does know better. the truth of the matter is that the professor of this class, a rather scary woman with deep black hair and eyes that remind hikari of something that makes her head hurt, had threatened to fail the young student if she skipped any more sessions of this class. the truth of the matter is that, seconds in to sitting in a chair and the class beginning, hikari hadn't been able to grasp any of the concepts the professor was talking about. probably because hikari hadn't been to any of these classes... whoops. totally not her fault. she has an addiction to tanning and it's critical.[break][break]

so hikari pulled out her phone and began texting and snapfacing and whatever. and then when the professor took away her phone, hikari started doing her nails. and then when the professor took away her nail polish, hikari began to stare listlessly out of the window she was seated next to, dreaming of a life where she could become effortlessly famous without bothering to go through the trouble of a publicity stunt. every so often, a sigh leaves her lips, wistful and true. every so foten, she tunes into the class instruction, declares that it's not something she cares about, and turns right back to daydreaming.[break][break]

...until, suddenly, everybody is rising from their seats. hikari suddenly comes back to earth, glancing up and around her with bewildered eyes. "huh? is class over?" that was, like, way too short for class to be over, right?

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Kupo

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[Kupo]

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| ★Jason Riviera★ | @crystalprincekupo
Location: UA, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: Non-training day (only combat class), mutuals/friends hmu if you wanna hang out!
Now Playing: Static-P - Sugar Popped Sunshine

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Theory lessons were always Kupo's least favourite part of Combat classes. At least with his PR & Business of Heroics, Ethics & Hero Law, and Quirk Science classes, there was a lot that could only really be learnt in the classroom or through independent study. Combat, though? He felt like any theory or technique in this class could be just as easily taught out on the training field. He was a kinaesthetic learner, gosh darn it! Regardless of this belief though, Kupo was an attentive student. Always one of the first to raise his hand or offer an alternative explanation to students who weren't as quick to get it (and typically second to be picked on to answer, given that he could only raise his little arms so high). He'd learnt the names of almost all his classmates, but until today one in particular had evaded him. She was rarely ever in class (but with an appearance striking enough to draw his attention each time she was present), with today being a notable exception. He couldn't escape hearing her name today.

"Kirameki Hikari, how kind of you to finally join us!", "Kirameki, please pay attention!", "Kirameki, get off your phone before I confiscate it!" It was incessant. Normally, Kupo was pretty tolerant of less engaged students. Not everyone enjoyed learning about this stuff as much as he did, totally understandable! This interruption to the class was starting to get annoying, though. This annoyance focused in on the teacher. If she didn't make such a show of it, would Hikari even be bothering anyone? About mid-way through the period though, the teacher decided it was time for a practical exercise. She'd just been explaining the importance of positioning/mobility and spatial awareness during combat scenarios, and asked everyone to head out to the training field in their PE uniforms. Kupo was one of the first to rise to his feet, and scanning the class drew his eyes to Hikari, who looked confused. She... she didn't know what was going on, did she? Ever one to jump in if someone needs help, Kupo deftly hopped over to the space beside the angel's seat. "Let's go, Kirameki-senpai!" She... was a second-year, right? He thought he'd heard as much during attendance, anyway. Showing some social grace and trying to avoid embarrassing the upperclassman, he leaned in (on his tip-toes) and whispered the next part. "We're doing a practical exercise on the training field, gym uniforms. Something about tactical positioning, I think~" Even though Hikari was sat down, Kupo was still a little over a foot shorter, so the voice wouldn't quite be coming from eye level. When seen, though, Kupo's enthusiasm would be pretty clear to see (his perked ears, warm smile, and wagging tail all telling the same story).

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