<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N4lStza.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (8:10 AM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Campus<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Choko mentioned<br/><hr/><br/>Morning classes were going to go fairly well without incident, he felt. Sure, Michael seemed a bit more dressed than the average student, but... How did the saying go? 'Dress for success'? Yeah, that's definitely what he felt like right now, He did need to take a few extra steps to ensure this went well for him, however, and as a result there was only mild discomfort beneath the suit. If nothing else, it gave him a few chances to maintain the appearance before the evening hours, where he could dress into something more comfortable. There was still a bit of time until the next class, and so there was little to do but kill time and converse with other students until then.<br/><br/>Every morning he usually stopped by the extracurricular activities areas for a bit of relaxation and peace of mind. The Greenhouse had been visited first that morning, taking a quick moment to make sure none of the greenery was damaged and that they were getting enough nutrients. Next up was the second area he tended to frequent most... The pool. The water may not have been as natural as that the greenhouse got, but when numerous bodies needed to share it in a collected setting like this, some treatment was truly necessary. He had been a bit late this morning, however, as the pool's sole occupant was no longer there by the time he arrived. Choko Hideki... She was interesting from the talk of others. She loved to swim, but she didn't like to swim competitively... Was it relaxation for her? Fun? A chance to collect her thoughts? There were many theories for it, but for whatever reason, one of the academy's best swimmers did not join the Swim Team. He looked on from the window into the pool, sighing. "Too late, huh? Better luck next time I suppose... Or maybe it's for the best."<br/><br/>He tilted his head back, looking up into the sky as he mused. Maybe it wasn't right for him to come so early... People might mistake him for spying. As it stood, he was looking at the other clubs to see what interested him most, and what it would take to join if something<em>did</em>... Maybe he could join the swim team, but why? He wasn't competitive... At least he didn't think so. He could easily swim when he wanted, so long as the Club or anyone else wasn't using the pool. His favorite time was usually in the evening hours, sometimes after everyone else had gone to sleep. No better time to take a dip when everyone else was too busy sleeping...<br/><br/>Maybe he was just interested in looking at all the cuties and beauties in swimsuits. This could have equally been a very likely answer for him given how well many of them filled them out. But no one joined a Club just to be where the 'fun' was... That was probably the most shallow reason to do it, he felt. Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a small booklet and underlined his indecisiveness at joining something else... So far he was committed to the Gardening Club primarily, with the Cooking Club also earning his membership. There were still plenty more clubs he could visit in the coming days... Closing the booklet, he pocketed his notes before pocketing his hands and continuing to peer into the pool a bit. What<em>would</em>people think about him if he decided to try out? Maybe if he had a Ludicolo for a parent, it would come off less weird.