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Aoi Asahina ([personal profile] seastyle) wrote in [community profile] pinkcake2017-04-16 12:14 pm

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[So many things have happened to the 78 Class in such a short amount of time. What was suppossed to be a school year filled with heartfelt memories turned into a nightmare. Now the class found themselves sealed away in the school, away from the decaying world that was outside the school's doors.

Asahina is laying in her bed, looking up at the ceiling while letting out the longest sigh that's ever been sighed. They were suppossed to be safe in here, right? Despite that thought, she couldn't help but feel guilty that they were safe while everyone else outside was suffering. Finally, she couldn't take this. She needed to go release some pent up frustration.


The swimmer girl jumps out of her bed, grabbing her swimsuit along with a few other things. She practically kicks the door open and starts bolting her way to the pool. (She didn't even care if Ishimaru caught her running in the halls. In her mind: This was totally welcome in a school enviroment, okay!!!) Asahina was so caught up in trying to make it to the pool that she didn't even notice Chihiro standing far away and in the most ungraceful matter ever, she runs straight into him, causing both of them to crash into the ground.]


[In an instant, she gets up and rushes over to Chihiro, holding out her hand to help him stand up.]

I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. [OBVIOUSLY, ASAHINA.] Are you okay? I didn't run into you too hard, did I?
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[No one could have predicted how any of this could have happened. What started as a school scandal that seemed to be straight out of a work of fiction somehow escalated to the point the riots and wars had no meaning besides destruction for the mere sake of it. Of course the last thing Chihiro manages to create had been Alter Ego and the guide manual to the project he's been working with two upperclassmen before the world became the fiery hell it is now, he can only hope that the manual is safe in Gekkougahara's hands.

Things are safe here, and he never stops feeling guilty to have the fortune of being protected behind the doors of Hope's Peak Academy's old building. His wonders of his parents, Gekkougahara, worried of the possible fate anyone he knows ending up like Yuuto Kamishiro or Yasuke Matsuda. What's more terrifying about their fate is the fact he didn't knew until it was all too late.

If only he traced emails further than Kamishiro had asked then maybe...

Well, it's too late now. Hoping is the only thing he can do now.


[His thoughts however came to a halt immediately as he finds himself falling and landing on his butt. It takes him a second to realize who he bumps into.]

N, no! It's fine, I'm okay...!

[He ducks his head in embarrassment, well as far it goes, but he doesn't look too okay. With his thoughts of being critical melting away the realization that he just bumped into one of the nicest people he's ever known and the fact he's still wearing a skirt despite the fact they all know his real gender at this point. It's still kind of a subject he's having a hard time believing, that he still wears feminine clothes in fear that it might have been a distant dream to begin with.

But more importantly! He braces himself to look up and look at Aoi in the eye. His brown eyes show nothing but concern and worry.

Are you okay though, Asahina? I hope I hadn't hit you too hard.