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</div><span style="font-size: 18px">Mizuki Fugiwara</span><br/><br/>Mizuki strolled down the street quietly smiling. Another year, another attempt to open up and be myself. She sighed, that most likely wouldn't happen. Last year was her first year and besides a few hobbies she had, things hadn't changed much for her. It was unsettling to think that another year would pass and she'd still be sitting in the back juggling between the interest in being involved and the reservation that still held her back. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. It was best to look optimistically rather than predetermine the outcome of a year that had just begun.<br/>She'd had her parents drop her off quite a bit back because she claimed to want to walk with the weather being so nice, but in truth this summer had been difficult and she didn't want to trouble her parents further. There had been a misunderstanding with some neighborhood kids. Well, there wasn't much misunderstanding. The little brats had been chasing her and throwing things at her. Though she had unintentionally splashed them with a hose-like rush of water, they deserved it. She looked up and saw the school up ahead. People had already arrived and her legs stopped for a moment. They shook and she almost wanted to turn around but she forced herself to press on.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87ceeb">Miss Nakamura would be disappointed in me if I'm late...</span></b><br/>She walked through the front gates and headed toward the path leading to the wolf house with her book tightly pressed against her. She noticed some of the new students and the new teachers. There were so many new people this year and she began getting nervous lowering her head.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: right"><span style="font-size: 10px">Location: Path along front center of campus<br/>
Company: Alone<br/>
Mood: Freaking out</span>​</div>