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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... There was so much stressing Jun out, but nothing more than the awkwardness of this situation. It all started when she suplexed Momo and nearly killed her, then after she recovered Jun learned that she had no memory of what happened. Including all her schoolwork. Jun offered to help her in her studies, but it was a bandaid to the real issue at hand: she was a danger to everyone around her. She truthfully didn't know what to do, and in the period Momo was in her coma Jun sought help from the school counsellor. Which...didn't help. After the fact, she tried again, and...exposure therapy. She wasn't sure if it'd work, and now was not a good time to be trying it, but it was time to pay her dues. And boy, did Momo need all the help she could get. Jun by and large was not an ace student. Her best subject by far was History, and everything else was mediocre with the exception of science and language studies. Science she was doing slightly better in thanks to Ana's help, but she didn't feel confident that she could help Momo in that field. To make matters worse, Momo was still wearing a cast and was as cheery as she could be. Jun, meanwhile, was stressed and weighed down by guilt. She just had to make it through this session. One minute at a time... Aimoto Momo

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[Aimoto Momo]

AIMOTO MOMO

THE RED GIRL

“I brought CUPCAKES,” Momo declared as she appeared in the doorway of the classroom. Her bookbag bounced from the shoulder of her good arm. Which was putting in double duty as she precariously balanced a platter of cupcakes decorated with rainbow colored frosting and cutesy shaped sprinkles. Given her reputation, it was a miracle that they had survived the trip to the classroom Jun had picked for their study date.

Momo set them down on the closest table. “Whew! Cupcakes are heavy! My right arm is going to be super buff by the time I get this cast off!” She flexed her right arm while simultaneously flapping her left arm. The sleeves of the blouse she wore beneath her black and white polka dot dress had been rolled on on both sides to even out the accommodation she had to make for the cast. In spite of still being in the middle of healing as evidenced by her broken arm and the bruising on the left side of her head, Momo was as energetic as ever, furthering the contrast that ate away at Jun.

“I hope you like them! They’re my way of saying thank you for coming to see me and bringing me cookies! And for our study date!”

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... When Momo burst in, Jun hopped up in order to try and save the platter, making sure to not have contact with Momo as she set it down. She'd breath a sigh of relief, moving to sit back down as Momo showed off. Jun couldn't help but laugh; she cut it back, as at the same time she wanted to cry. For as much pain as she caused the girl, she was finding some level of humor in it. "I guess you'll have to train super hard in order to get your other arm up to the same standard," she says, for the time being pushing all the guilt down. There wasn't time for that right now. It didn't stop it from stabbing her as Momo thanked her, the act not sitting quite right with her as Jun squirmed in her seat. "I'll be sure to give them a try then. Uh, so what's the first subject on the list?" Jun eyed the platter, and a part of her really did want to try them. Unfortunately, the other part of her didn't feel like she was deserving of them. Though there was good reason for that. Aimoto Momo

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[Aimoto Momo]

AIMOTO MOMO

THE RED GIRL

Even though Momo had literally just said study date, she hadn’t expected the study part to start so soon. Jun was always all business. At least Momo had managed to make her laugh for the first time though! So that was a win. The small victory didn’t stop her from plopping down in a chair in front of Jun the wrong way so that she could pout at Jun face-to-face.

“I thought there’d be more cupcake eating first.”

She sighed. Momo hated studying. Her brain was a sieve and thoughts were water—even before Jun added a few new holes to her memory. Which was why Momo had to rummage in the bag at her feet to look at the list she had made for exactly the kind of question Jun asked. She grimaced.

“History.”

It could have been worse.

It could have been math.

Momo suppressed a shudder.

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun had a sudden sense of deja vu as Momo pouted at her, remembering a time when her grandmother punished her oldest cousin after she had gotten into some cookie dough that was going to be turned into holiday cookies. It was weird that she thought of that, but it did ease her anxiety a little. She reached over to pick up one of the cupcakes, offering it out to Momo. "Well, no one said we couldn't eat cupcakes while we study." It might be a bad idea, but who cared really? As long as they picked up after themselves once they were done, there was no harm in it. History though. That was Jun's favorite subjects! Unfortunately, she had to narrow it down in scope as to better help Momo, but it was clear the mention of it perked her up and brought her that much more out of her slump. "I love history! What kind are we talking? World history, ancient Japanese history, East, West, what?" It was a lot to throw at Momo, and...really, she needed to pull back a little. She was a freshman, so it was probably a basic world history class. "Erm...sorry. Let's uh. Do you have some kinda note on what time period? That'd help narrow down what important events you need to worry about." Aimoto Momo

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[Aimoto Momo]

AIMOTO MOMO

THE RED GIRL

Momo immediately perked up when Jun passed her the cupcake. She was a simple girl with simple needs. Most of which involved sugar. Jun was almost as enthusiastic about history as Momo was about confections, which surprised the latter. Okay. They weren't even close, but no mere mortal could match Momo’s level of excitement even over completely ordinary things. The phrase zest for life had been made specifically for her. If one ignored the fact it came about centuries before Momo had been born.

Speaking of centuries before Momo was born. “Um… I didn’t really realize they were different things? History is just… history! Right?” Still, she looked down at the note in her non-cupcake occupied hand.

“What’s an arch pelican congo?”

Notes & Tags: junsuina | If Jun looks at the note, the class is listed and described as, "Japanese Historical Studies: Gain a comprehensive understanding of the history of the Japanese archipelago from ancient to modern times by analyzing Japan's past from the three standpoints of region, society, and people.

[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Oh boy. While Jun's brain could only hold so much history, she knew what was already in there was not enough to encompass all history. Momo's simple understanding of it hurt Jun so much she had to take a moment to process. Which was pushed back further the moment Momo asked about arches, pelicans, and the Congo. This prompted Jun to get up from her seat to stand just to the side of Momo, looking over the notes. "...Archipelago." Oh boy. She didn't know what was worse, talking about arches and pelicans, or going over the assignment. "Oh boy. That's...pretty broad. I mean, this assignment isn't too bad, but...hm." She walked over, sat back down as she started to think. "I think it would be best to break it down by era and just gloss over a lot of the minutia. Region should be pretty easy, people will be a little complicated, and the hardest for sure will be society. 'Cause we changed. A lot." She couldn't help but lean back, sighing. This is my day now. This is my penance. Surely, this won't be too painful... 30 minutes later And oh boy, was she wrong. Momo had a bright personality, but unfortunately it didn't translate well into her academics. Jun couldn't help but ponder if the accident was for better or worse. Or how she even got into the school in the first place. "Let's, uh. Let's take a short break." Aimoto Momo

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