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[center]Mitsuki Nakamura

Mitsuki felt a hand grab hers and pull her to a table, the same blue haired guy as before. She sat down and watched him sit down as well, feeling herself blush as he talked to her...flirted with her.
"I'm Katara. Nice to meet you." He had introduced himself. Katara, an unusual name to match an unusual and persistent man. She looked at him his hair was perfect, his eyes held secrets and mysteries, his smile cocky yet charming, he was perfect.
She blinked a few times and blushed brighter after she realized that she was staring. Suki let out a nervous laugh and spoke. "My name is Mitsuki Nakamura, but everyone calls me Suki...but I don't know, you don't seem to be like an everyone." She slowed down as she spoke the last part, and only after she finished did she realize what she had said, it made no sense, she was starting to sound like Aunt Sakura. Hoping he didn't notice, she began talking again, "my uncle used to call me Mitsy, ha ha, I always thought that was funny, you know?" She looked at him and found herself getting silent again.