<div style="text-align: center"><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jun Akigawa</a></u></b>​</div><b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg</a></u></b><u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg</a></u><a class="link link--external" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b242/virgo2005/park29.jpg</a><br/><br/><i>Damn, damn, damn! I'm probably late!</i>Soft but still very rushed pants were passing the lips of the young Asian junior. Her heart had been racing -- and not just from the running. Anticipation was also flooding her body and mind, the latter especially. She had no regrets joining what was supposed to be a BDSM club. If anything, she was rather astounded at herself for actually being this bold and taking such initiative.<br/><br/>But Jun knew there would have been no way her parents would have approved nor informed her of what it all meant. So, like they'd said time and time again, the best way to understand something was to actually experience it. Thankfully, the fact they were so often busy was a bit of a blessing. It meant Jun didn't have to worry about answering the annoying questions regarding where she was going, how late she would be out, or anything similar and of the like.<br/><br/>Within minutes, Mountain Valley High School came into view. Taking a few moments to catch her breath, Jun's head bowed, dark brown strands of hair falling and concealing her face for a few brief seconds. After regaining enough breath and composure, she slipped inside and navigated her way to the drama club's private room. The task was easy enough. After all, she<i>was</i>and had been in the Drama Club since joining up in the High School.<br/><br/>Her head bowed slightly and poor Jun didn't need a mirror to know she was blushing, mortified about having arrived late. Hopefully though, she wasn't<i>too</i>late.<br/><br/>"..Sorry ... " She murmured softly, quickly taking a seat on an empty couch. Her left leg crossed over her right and she appeared to have walked inside in time to hear something regarding a special form of .. introductions? Something involving .. a dare?<br/><br/><i>Truth or dare?</i>She mused, remaining silent all the same. It was time for her to play the - as she fondly called it herself - 'observing game' and learn via watching for herself on all that was about to happen. There was at least one unspoken given; tonight would<i>definitely</i>be a night to remember.