After what seemed to be hours of wading in the crowd of students, Sokichi finally reached the photography club booth. He decided to man the booth, and dumped his things near the first unoccupied chair he saw. As soon as he sat on the chair, he noticed Fuuko taking pictures. It wasn't awkward or anything, it was just that he swore he saw her in the crowd some dozen of people before him. He decided to shed the idea off and bring out his own camera.
After a few frames (mostly birds, students chatting, and that Matsunaga person interviewing some poor freshman), his lens just had to point at the most "promising" subject. "C-Come on...why does this keep happening?!" Sokichi thought out loud, but in a whisper. Unfortunately, any unlucky person who was near him would hear it, most likely Fuuko. If anyone cared to turn to where Sokichi's camera was pointed at, it was the swimming club booth. There were three figures Sokichi could recognize, and one was Kanade Aya. "Okay...Sokichi, remember, do not try to join. Don't go there now. Stay calm...and just sit and don't look at her..." Sokichi thought to himself in a desperate attempt to calm down. There were two problems to that: 1)he was blushing deep red and 2)he was so nervous that he was shaking. Sokichi decided to put down his camera and just write notes in his little tickler that he always brings with him. It did reduce the blushing, and hopefully he wasn't noticed...
After letting some freshman out of the booth, Takuto decided to take a break for a while to discuss with some of his club members. "Seriously...interview a FRESHMAN? Can't you think of something more creative, like what you say you do? Takuto decided that that was enough for a break, and got back to the switchboard. "I need more intelligent people in this stupid club..." he muttered, though he was on air when he did. He didn't care, it happened most of the time.