There were suddenly a hundred things on her mind as Zakura walked away from her school and off towards her dorm. She needed to finished her Economics paper, finish reading the novel for her literature class, maybe get a head start on studying for her Calculus exam. Her room could use some cleaning too...and then there were jobs to start applying for in case she wasn't accepted into one of the universities next year...<br/><br/>Her body worked on something of an automatic pilot, having walked this route every single day without fail. It wasn't until she heard her name being shouted from behind her that Zakura stopped and glanced around. Her gaze fell on a boy in a Zassou uniform, and as she looked him over, she found that she knew the boy. For a second his name escaped her. But as he spoke, a name came to her mind.<br/><br/>"Hi...Shirazumi right?" She asked, biting her lip gently, hoping that was in fact his name. She was about to answer the boy about the festival, when the evening announcements chimed in. She frowned and glanced at her cell phone. Wow it was that time of the day already.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"The time now is one-seven three-zero. There are two announcements today. The first message is a reminder that the sports festival is in one weeks time, all citizens or students with visiting relatives and friends are reminded to ensure that an administrative slot has been reserved for them. <br/>The second message is a suggestion for students to keep watch for the one-nine zero-zero news. There will be the report of the newly instated festival competition which will be using the state-of-the art Cortexwave technology. <br/>That concludes the evening announcements for today. Students of the applicable reference are to return to their dorms by one-eight zero-zero. Thank you."</span><br/><br/>Zakura sighed as the closing chimes said that the announcements were concluded. Cortexwave technology? She'd have to watch the news later since it peeked her interest for a moment. Then the reminder of visiting relatives pass across her mind. Where her parents coming to visit? Probably not...she hadn't heard from them in a week... She shuffled the idea away, re-positioning her bag on her shoulder as she turned her eyes back to her fellow student.<br/>"Right, the festival." She said, smiling lightly. "Um...I think a friend of mine asked for help manning a table sometime during the week." She said. "I-I'm not one for competitions or things like that..." She admitted with a small nervous laugh.<br/>"What about you?" She asked after a second a silence, mostly out of curiosity.