<div class="floatleft">(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii28/ambrosia_kisses/Sets/20100619_kitagawakeiko.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zhang Yue Zhilan<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Whisper<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>School Guidance Counselor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hector<br/><hr/><br/>Watching with curious dark brown eyes was the oriental female adult who decided to seat herself down upon the reserved seats meant for the staff. At least from the stage, she could spot a few familiar faces at the front rows — mostly just the seniors who had came for her counseling sessions and then seeing some interesting new faces, who looked pretty excited and yet nervous all the same. It was all understandable emotions as she had felt the same way when she first arrived after taking the job offer here. Even then, Yue was glad to see how some of the senior students trying to mingle with the newer ones from where she was sitting.<br/><br/>Her curiosity perked up though when her brown eyes spotted a bunch of newer students, seating themselves at the middle rows and she lifted a slender hand to adjust her glasses over the bridge of her nose as she had noticed how their eyes kept peeled upon her form, for some reason. Adjusting her dark brown pencil skirt over her crossed legs, she then looked upon her off-white blouse to neaten any wrinkles after she felt a bit conscious of her clothes all the sudden. It seemed it was not her clothes, as their eyes remained upon her. Only then she decided to delve into their minds for a moment to see what was going through their head.<br/><br/>"<em>Oh man! That Asian chick at the stage is so hot! Wonder if she's teaching one of my classes..</em>" She raised her eyebrows at this and almost chuckled out of slight mirth at this. Yue knew of her looks being appealing to the male students and such but still, it was interesting to read the thoughts of the newer students when they first arrived to the school. Though she allowed herself to be slightly carried away, only when she then read further upon the mind of the supposed friend beside the first one and then her eyes widened slightly, and her cheeks noticeably flushed and she then fumbled with her skirt, making sure the skirt laid over her legs demurely. Even more was she threw a glance, directing at that student and then him suddenly jolted up, standing straight at his seat all the sudden as if somebody had splashed cold water on the poor fellow and a confused look was etched upon his face as he looked at his friends before being able to settle down.<br/><br/>Somehow satisfied with herself for that, she then glanced to the person to her left and watching the odd man she would know as Hector, though she always felt slightly interested to know more about the man behind those peculiar goggles. "So, Hector?" She then finally spoke to him, other than the morning greeting she gave when she arrived to take her seat. "Looking forward to this year? I'm all excited and pumped up to meet with our new students this year."