<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ec/Rosamundkwan-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Haruki Sayama<br/><strong>Age:</strong>45<br/><strong>Description:</strong>Image Provided, 35B-24-35<br/><strong>Archetypes:</strong>Sensei-chan (Desperately Single, Get Wasted, Scolding), Cuckoolander (Non Sequitur), Universal (Sweet Tooth, Good Cook)<br/><strong>Strong Point:</strong>Conflict<br/><strong>Weak Point:</strong>Luck<br/><strong>Victory Points:</strong>Zilch<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sayama's Class<br/><hr/>The teacher went on about her business while the process of Toban was being carried on by her students. She normally would not pay any heed to the rustling of paper but she did just happen to look up and catch an arm being stretched across an aisle. Like a ninja she went down the aisle. That is to say if a ninja walked rather loudly in high heeled pumps. Still the smitten Kasumi barely noticed anything amiss as a ruler came to rest softly on the crux of the girl's arm, an indication that it could have came down hard<strong>"Ahem! Passing notes? I think I'll have that"</strong>she said, extending a hand. When the note was handed over Haruki went to the front of the room.<br/><br/>She opened the note. She read the note. It was a simple little affair, asking Akira to go to the arcade later. Sayama knew he wouldn't because Kendo club was on today, but he might have decided to go another day.<strong>"~Dear Akira~"</strong>She began in a sing-song voice, though she did change it up to be more sappy<strong>"~I would like to go out on a date with you. I'm so boyish I haven't had a girlfriend in ages,so I'll settle for a guy. Do you want my number?!"</strong>Then her expression got blank<strong>"See me after class."</strong>