<div class="floatleft">(http://k35.kn3.net/taringa/7/5/4/9/2/5/5/tostitacho/30F.jpg?5408)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Takahashi Ren<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lunch in the 2-B Homeroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kanbaru Tsukihi; Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kanbaru-san looked up at Ren with a cold look, one that looked as if it could freeze the very air.  Ren flinched under her gaze, fearing that he somehow insulted her by offering her some of his lunch, or maybe angered her for being there when her friend ran off.....maybe she even blamed him for it.  The thought was rather disheartening as he thought he was doing well in making friends with her.<br/><br/>However, when she suddenly smiled, it was like a warm light was turned on and made the cold air disappear in moments.  Ren wasn't the kind to worship another person, but Kanbaru-san was so strong and always reliable and always seemed to be right about everything.  She wasn't shy, which was the biggest reason he tended to gravitate towards her.  Ren hoped that he might be able to actually call her a friend soon. It had been a few weeks since he first met her after all.<br/><br/><em><strong>"You bake cookies? Don't let Matsumoto-san hear that. Boys baking cookies is kind of... bad. Wrong. Evil! He'd probably break your arms for being some kind of destructive force among males or something."</strong></em><br/><br/>Ren jumped slightly at the mentioning of Matsumoto-san, almost as if he were right behind him.  He didn't like the guy and did his best to avoid him when possible.  He was quite good at making his small frame seem smaller when in a crowd, so there were very few chances that Ren ever appeared, even as a blip, on his radar.  Luckily, he wasn't actually around, but Ren hoped that Kanbaru-san didn't notice his worry.  He smiled as she took one of the cookies though.  That, alone, made his day, that she accepted it.<br/><br/>When she offered some of her lunch, Ren took a little, picking off one of the pickles and nibbled on one of the ends.  Pickles were a little guilty pleasure for him, but he didn't eat many of them often, mainly because his sister didn't like them at all.  As they ate, she asked,<em><strong>"Do you know Weaver-san at all? I didn't think I said anything out of line – do you?"</strong></em><br/><br/>Ren shook his head,<strong>"No, I don't really know her so well.  We've helped each other with some class work and I've held the door open for her on occasion.  Weaver-san seems like a nice person, though....perhaps she's looking to fit in better here.  She's a bit different than most Japanese students."</strong>