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Misao looked at the girl who asked if he was going in. He placed one hand on his head and started to ruffle his hair. "Well, i'm just kinda waiting to see who else is going to show up to this club... thing." He smiled at the girl trying to be as confident as possible. He had no idea who she honestly was. He then assumed that she was a lower classmate so that would be his reason for not knowing her. After a few seconds a boy then approached the two of them. The boy looked younger than him. Misao let out a sigh. He then felt old at this point. The thoughts running through his head mostly dealt with how he was mad at the teachers and coaches for making him join some club he had no idea about. He looked back and forth between the two of the other students. "So why are you two here?" he asked as he placed the soccer ball on the floor and playing with it mildly against the wall.