It never fails. Even before the athletics club students, Saionji Tamara was at school. A bit of an anti-social, serious girl, the teachers had mostly taken the hardworking and studious girl under their collective wings. In the few months that she'd been at the high school, she's managed to somehow do at least a handful of chores for the majority of the teachers, if only due to the fact that she was ALWAYS there, and seemed to want to keep busy.<br/><br/>At the moment though, she actually wasn't actually doing that much by the time the other students had started to arrive. At the moment she was just sitting in class with a backpack-sized stuffed bunny in her lap. Actually, it WAS a backpack, one of her latest little projects. At the moment she was just fixing a tear in it, and re-attaching an ear, silent as always and one eye watching the students heading in to school . . .