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"I know, makes me cry." An older teen said sobbing in an obviously fake way while leaning on the door way to the courtyard. He had light skin and dark orange hair in a high ponytail that reached his shoulders. His eyes seemed perpetually closed yet he navigated the steps with ease. His fox ears atop his head flickered occasionally. He had his casual clothes on which consisted of dark blue baggy jeans and a zipped up hoodie, he was barefoot and that revealed his fox feet. "They can be so cruel, Ichizumaru-Sensei!" He said running at Misaki with his arms wide and his necklace thumping against his chest.

He didn't actually hug Misaki, he knew better than that, he liked living after all. That lady could be deadly. He stopped in front of his sensei. "Hee hee, ahem, well, you know you could have asked to help and I could have taken out those suckers like that!" He snapped his fingers.
"I could use the practise."