Walking in with the rest of the boys, a slight smile plays across Naotake's lips as he sees the girls assembled to greet them, thinking to himself that at least this handful of girls gives a little more promise to what could have otherwise been a bad year.<br/><br/>Following into the entry he looks about, taking everything in, his smile widening a little as one young lady apparently not of the official party, seems scared to death at the thought of boys here, ushered off by one of the others with a bit a a suppressed chuckle in both groups, both trying to make an impression.<br/><br/>The small lockers at the front of the hall are the same as in his old school, but having no assignment to one yet there is little he can do but wait with the other, wondering if everyone is a uncomfortable as he, not just because he hates the street shoes he wears, but the awkwardness of the entire thing, first boys in to a previously all girl school, the possibilities for disaster endless.