[[ooc: THIS IS MAKING ME SO EMOTIONAL, also, im on my phone again so no formatting and there might be some grammatical mistakes ]]
Ayako gaped, eyes wide open, as she watched the scene. Rin getting violent, Hiroto using words that she herself didn't have in her dictionary. He hit a new level of douche-bag, her heart sank. /Well, the bear was spot on with the 'despait' bit/, she thought to herself as she watched the hairdresser run away.
Ayako remembered her own issues, the reason why she built up such a strong internet persona, people in the real world didn't like her before she made herself an internet sensation. People thought she was weird, uncanny and 'too quiet' for comfort, she felt like she kind of knew how Akira was feeling.
The pink-haired bloke wasn't nessecarily the nicest guy here, or the worst. But, all he has gotten since they laid eyes on him were insults and unessecary criticism. Ayako's legs itched for her to go after him, but she didn't. She stood, watched an kept quiet. What could she do?
Post by Hiroto Inoue on May 31, 2013 21:43:46 GMT -5
Hiroto grinned that signature smile of his, glad Akira seemed to accept his apology. "Thanks for understanding, man," he said. Yet something still felt off. Was it perhaps the defeated way the hairdresser stood? He wasn't sure, yet something was definitely wrong. This was only further enforced when Akira continued speaking. He sounded so broken, so pitiful. If he was a cute girl, Hiroto would've enveloped him in a hug. Unfortunately, he wasn't, though he was considering doing it anyway(it'd score some major "Aww!" points from the girls, and plus he felt sort of bad) when the hair stylist suddenly took off.
It came as asurprise to the pilot, who had became so lost in his thoughts he failed to notice the tears welling up in the other boy's eyes. "Hey, man! Wait up!" he called after him as the boy took off, first walking, then running. He murmured, "Shit." He really screwed up, hadn't he? Everyone probably hated him now, including the girls. He let his ego and friendly playing around get to his head. It's time to do the right thing, bro, he said to himself.
"I'm gonna go get him," he told the girls with a confident wink, despite feeling like a mess inside. He ran down the hall, shouting, "Akira!" He wasn't sure where the boy had run off to, only the general direction, which would have to do. Way to go, Hiroto, he thought.
Last Edit: May 31, 2013 21:46:40 GMT -5 by Hiroto Inoue: UGH THE FORMATTING
Post by Yuuki Yukimura on May 31, 2013 21:54:07 GMT -5
Huh... She had no freaking idea on what had just happened, nor on why Tachibana was reacting so strongly. Sure, he was hurt, but... She didn't expect him to be that hurt. Maybe it had something to do with whatever Inoue had murmured. Her left ear was pratically deaf, so obviously, she had some trouble hearing certain things.
"Hey, Tachibana, hold on, you're not a nuisance, come back!" she said as she followed Inoue, who was following Ito, who was following Tachibana. Unfortunately, her high heels could probably be heard from a distance. Running on her high heels was pratically her secondary Super High School Level Skill.
Rin felt awful watching the scene unfold. Sure, she managed to get the boys to stop bickering, but this was the last thing she expected would happen. Seeing Hiroto and Yuuki peel away to catch Akira was the biggest punch in her gut, though. She felt like this was her fault, that her threats to the boys were the last straw. She placed her hands on her hips and looked to Ayako, who was still with her, but she could tell she wanted to help.
"You can go after him too, if you want." She said softly, resting her back against the wall. "I'll be able to take care of myself here..." She let out a big sigh as she slid down the wall, sitting against it. She knew she messed up really badly this time. "I'm not great with helping people like that anyway. I'd just make things worse." She looked at the ground, and took the stick out of her mouth, holding it between her fingers like a cigarette. She really didn't want to find the other students anymore, and she didn't want to go back to the group waiting in the entrance hall. She just wanted to be left alone.
Post by Hideyoshi Saito on Jun 1, 2013 7:39:48 GMT -5
Saito yawned, scratching his head he stared blankly at the long wall in front of him, unsure of his surrounding.
Looking back on the way he had came he saw that a large furnace and waste disposal were all that sat in the room, guarded by rather foreboding if not lazy half open shutters. The door guarding room had a sign indicating it was the waste disposal room and Saito felt his sleuthing was slightly under par if he had to have a sign put the pieces together for him.
To his left he could make out what seemed to be a dorm room, judging from the plaque it belonged to.. A Yak Eatah?
Ayako Ito, Saito pushed his glasses back up the ridge of his nose and searched his memory for the name... SHSL.. nope. Nothing.
Saito regretted not having checked his class mates out online or on the news and felt a pang of fear for when he met them.
"Hi I'm Hideyoshi Saito, SHSL CEO of Saito-Corp! And you are?"
Nah too formal, he's got to be on the level of his peers if he wants the experience to be as painless as possible, maybe he'll let them introduce themselves first.
He looked to his right and saw two buzzing halogen lights indicating the restrooms for the area, he chose that direction and began walking it, rounding the corner swiftly he brought himself to a large area surrounded by a couple of the school's necessities.
It took a while for Ayako to snap out of her shock, she took some time processing what Rin said. She tool a deep breath, "Hm? Oh, yeah," She paused, "No, I'm not going after him, there's enough people going already. Also, why would I want to? It's not like I care about him." Ayako wondered if her lies were getting obvious, but she would rather stay here- all the crying would make her cry, she didn't want to look like an idiot.
"I think we should keep going, or you know, I can go by myself." She hoped it didn't have to come to that dreadful option, but Rin didn't seem in the mood to do anything anymore. Not to mention it is incredibly awkward standing next to eachother in silence after something so startlin happend in front of them.
Post by Chinatsu Minami on Jun 1, 2013 9:34:58 GMT -5
Blissfully unaware to any drama that was happening in the group that had left, Chinatsu frowned slightly at Masuyo's behavior. "Hey, uh," Chinatsu began, looking at the girl. "What's up with the big black bag? I mean like, it sounds weird now that I'm saying it, but I was wondering, what on earth could you have in such a big bag? I mean like," She pushed her index fingers together sheepishly. "You probably have clothes in there and stuff, but like..." She paused. "I don't mean to sound rude, but it's kinda suspicious!"
Chinatsu looked sheepishly down at the ground, and sighed. "I'm sorry, that was incredibly rude of me." She apologized, and then turned her attention back to the girl after the cellphone comment. "That's strange. I mean, I had brought my cellphone too, but it seems to have disappeared." Chinatsu checked her pockets again. "Yeah, it's not there..." She frowned. "This is super strange. I just hope I get my cellphone back soon. I need to check in with my brother. To let him know I got here safely...I also kinda wanted to see how my dog was doing." Chinatsu giggled slightly.
She turned her attention back to Ayumu. "Do you have a cellphone?" She asked him, smiling hopefully. "If you lost it, then there's definitely something going on here."
Last Edit: Jun 1, 2013 9:35:25 GMT -5 by Chinatsu Minami: swiggity swag what's in the bag?
Post by Akira Tachibana on Jun 1, 2013 12:05:44 GMT -5
Akira found himself in a dead end hallway, and he slumped down against one of the walls, tears steadily flowing from his eyes. He couldn't go back and face his classmates. There was absolutely no way. So, he just continued to let the tears fall, knowing he had probably caused many problems for his fellow students.
Sighing and wiping away his tears, he looked up as he heard his name being called. Oh God no. Please don't let anyone see me like this. He thought bitterly, as he heard footsteps coming in this direction.
Pulling his knees to his chest, he buried his face in his knees, and hoped he would disappear. Oh gosh, he was being much too dramatic again. What the hell Akira? You're being such an idiot. He scolded himself internally.
Akira frowned as he sighed once more. His tears began to come again, and he tried to blink them back, but it was no use. He let out a choked sob as the footsteps came closer. "Please go away..." He begged.
Post by Ayumu Yamaguchi on Jun 1, 2013 12:10:42 GMT -5
[ooc: screams softly i forgot to post yesterday I am so sorry]
Ayumu perked up upon hearing Chinatsu's name. Man how could he forget?! He had reasearched almost every member of the class he was supposed to be in just to know a little about them before and he knew he saw her name pop up every now and again. From what he recalled Cinatsu had won multiple competitions on surfing and was all around an amazing athele. Not the usual kind of person you'd think would be a gamer... Wait what was he thinking?! Anyone could be a gamer! It's one of the principles he tried to emphasize to his fans and others that any type of personality can find a game fun. But...to think this atheletic girl would not only be a gamer but a fan of his was a bit mindblowing to him. And he'd met plenty of fans that he met already, so...why was he feeling this way?!
"I-it's good to meet you too Chinatsu! If you're a fan we should really play a game together sometime!"
Yes good just don't speak on and on and on or she'll think you're weird and you'll mess up becoming friends with her and that's your whole reason for coming here in the first place and- His thoughts were interrupted when Chinatsu asked about a watch or cellphone. "Hm? Oh, no I never carry one of those on me. It'd usually be in my bag and that's not with me." He paused for a second. Where was his bag though? He remebered carrying it in with him to the entrance hall and then he passed out. When he woke up in his dorm room he didn't take much time to look around...all he noted that was their were a few gaming consoles, board games and card games. Appropriate for his room yes but something still didn't feel right about it. Were his bags in their? Would his cellphones be in their too? "Maybe after all the others arrive we can check our dorm rooms? I woke up over their, and my cellphone might be in my room. That sound good?"
He scratched the back of his head and frowned when Masuyo's comment about her cellphone. "Are you sure it isn't just lost in that big bag of yours? Sorry if it's a bit intruding but I'm curious about what's in it too. Yuuki did mention a robot...are you a super high school level robotiscist or something? Heck, what talent do you have in the first place? I don't remember you ever mentioning what it was." Ayumu folded his right arm in front of him and brought his left hand up to his chin. It was what he usually did to signal to others that he was thinking but it was also a signal to himself that he was talking to much and needed to shut up.
Post by Hiroto Inoue on Jun 1, 2013 12:47:17 GMT -5
The guilt in Hiroto's chest grew and seemed to overwhelm him as he neared the other boy. This is my fault. This is all my fault, he thought, the words echoing in his mind. He was the one that pushed him over the edge, wasn't he? His mind traveled back to all the times he took things too far. The time he didn't speak to his dad for a month, the time he ended up with a black eye because he teased the school bully. It seemed to happen a lot. He scowled. Well, it wasn't his fault! He wasn't his dad, the one who revoked his flight privileges, or the school bully, who was too sensitive when it came to his weight. He bit his bottom lip, slowed as he approached Akira. This wasn't his fault, either. But still... if it wasn't, then why did he feel this enormous sense of guilt?
"Bro," he began, inching closer to Akira, "I'm sorry." He heard him mumble something like "Go away," but he had never been one to listen to others. He knelt down next to the crying boy (crying, for God's sake! How far did he push him to make a him - a teenage boy - cry?) and adopted a nervous grin. "I"m sorry, man," he repeated. "That was low of me." Watching him cry, he wasn't sure what to do. Did he leave him alone? Did he continue talking? Did he give him a hug? He would do the latter if Akira was a cute girl, but he wasn't cute nor a girl. But maybe it was the right thing to do. He slung his arms over the boy and gave him a quick, tight hug. He figured he might as well say something as well. But what? In the end, he opted for an, "It'll be ok, man. Everything will be chill."
Post by Masuyo Watanabe on Jun 1, 2013 15:48:03 GMT -5
Masuyo tensed up slightly. "The bag?" she questioned. "Nothing important, and none of your business. Just stuff I thought I'd need. Obviously I haven't had a chance to put it away yet." God I'm dumb. Of course they'd question the contents! Masuyo knew the secret would be out at some point, but she felt like it was her job to hide it. It was something she had kept hidden all her life, so why would she reveal her identity now? Hell, she didn't even know how the Hope's Peak scouts found out who she was. She was so careful, so precise. Well there was that one time with the diamond ring..but was that police man really a Hope's Peak scout? Masuyo managed to frame someone else anyway, but hell it was close.
She scrunched up her nose at the robot comment. "Please. You honestly think I'd be behind that thing? If it said it was the headmaster, it couldn't possibly be me, dumbass." She flipped her hair and shifted her weight slightly. She was quite uncomfortable, her heart was beating fast. She had been conditioned to be secretive and cold for so long it made her nervous to even think about opening up. She crossed her arms and sighed. "I don't see why you two are so persistent about this. I'm more than just a freaking talent." She smiled slightly. "I'll give you one hint. It's related to what's in the bag." Her face went back to its normal exasperated expression as she waited to see how this would unfold. This should be some entertainment, at least. Let's see how much I can mess with their heads.
Hearing Ayako's suggestion caught Rin's attention enough to snap her out of her self-loathing. She was right, after all, they set out to look for more students, not lose them. Besides, it wouldn't exactly be a fair introduction if you were feeling miserable. She brought herself up to her feet, popping the stick back in its usual nook.
"No, it's okay, I'm coming." She winked and smiled towards the Internet Idol. "It's a good thing one of us has their head on..." She took a few steps away from the wall and looked back to the two classrooms. "Y'know, now that I think about it... I don't think anyone is in these rooms. Where did you say you woke up again?"
Post by Akira Tachibana on Jun 2, 2013 10:27:33 GMT -5
Akira frowned as he lifted his head. He was silent as Hiroto apologized. Then, Hiroto hugged him. It was a quick hug, and normally, Akira would have usually gotten uncomfortable, but there was something about the reassurance of the hug that didn't set Akira off. "Thanks." Akira said, smiling a bit. Akira sniffled and wiped his eyes on his sleeve. "I'm...really...sorry." Somehow, it didn't hurt Akira to apologize as much as he thought it would. He didn't have to force it at all.
He was genuinely sorry.
"Gosh, I probably pissed everyone off. I'm so stupid." He frowned as he looked to the direction the girls were in. He would have to apologize to them too.
At least everyone wasn't there to witness his breakdown. It was embarrassing enough already. Akira looked back to Hiroto. "Sorry." He repeated.
Post by Hiroto Inoue on Jun 2, 2013 14:46:17 GMT -5
Hiroto felt an immense sense of relief, now that Akira had accepted his apology. Maybe the hairdresser didn't hold grudges after all. "You have been forgiven, Pinkie," he said with a goofy grin, adding a wink to assure the boy he was joking. He still didn't like Akira completely, but was he really that bad? No, he decided, he isn't.
He stood up, stretched his arms up over his head before offering a hand to the sitting boy. "You and me both, man," he said with a frown. "Now all the ladies think I'm a jerk." He shrugged. "But whatcha gonna do?" At least the girls who stayed at the entrance hall didn't see his knockdown drag-out with Akira. That meant he still had a chance with them, right? He assumed he did, and he wasn't about to give up winning over Rin, Yuuki, and the net idol either. Maybe he could work the situation to his advantage.
"It's fine, man," he said. "It was pretty macho of you to cry like that, bro," he added without a hint of irony in his voice. "Seriously. Only tough guys cry, y'know?" Yes, he had to give Akira some credit, for he could never express his feelings so openly. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from the hairdresser. Girls liked sensitive guys, didn't they?
Ayako was taken aback by Rin's smile, but thought about her question. Hmm, Where did I wake up again? She glanced around, as if that would help her remember, Oh, right!
"I woke up in a room that i presumed to be the A/V room, kinda cramped, screens everywhere." She said. Ayako's voice sounded like it was drifting off, she was too distracted by the recent events, and Rin thinks I have my head on, The Internet celebrity chuckled sadly to herself. She wondered how Akira was doing, she wondered what the group they left behind was doing? Were they getting along? There was probably better energy over there, Ayako was jealous. But they needed to get a move on.
Ayako turned her head more and let out a startled yelp, but soon felt stupid for doing so. It was just the SHSL botanist. Jeez, she's so quiet, poor girl is probably more shocked by Akira crying than I am. With her face flushed, she gave a soft smile, trying to seem friendly towards the quiet girl.
"You alright? You're pretty quiet, do you wanna continue searching for the other students with us?" She stammered a bit, her heart was still beating, there was nothing to be afraid of. Ayako was so startled and felt so bad that she didn't notice the girl sooner, that she forgot to put on her confident-cocky facade.