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Chase Kaufman

"What do you wish to hear?"

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a character in “No-Go AA+”, as played by Tinkers

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Chase Kaufman
ALIAS
Prince Charming
GENDER
Male
SEXUALITY
Heterosexual

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Junior
RACE
Hawaiian
THEME
Gasoline-Halsey




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XXGENERAL A P P E A R E N C E


Chase is tall and well-toned, not a scratch on him that will last with importance on self-care, hygiene and exercise. With a single piercing in each ear complemented by wild boisterous locks with some overlapping his face, he is not the ideal candidate for the Hollywood life and could be judged as a laidback surfer instead by parties who don’t know him on first sight. But he is happy with this look and has kept at it, his charming smile and oceanic eyes enough to sway the media to acceptance instead of criticism.

His pose and posture is always relaxed and confident, originating from his upbringing as a child being monitored by the public awaiting every chance to get a scoop. His parents taught him well the ways of appearing in the media and limiting the damage. He also knows how to pose with risquΓ© but that is a self-taught quality he got when he started gaining interest in the opposite sex.

His clothing varies but all is of the highest quality and top fashion brands and nothing less. Sometimes his clothing is a bit unconventional thanks to his mother wanting her son to try out her new fashion line threads before deciding to release them officially or not. He favors clothes that aren’t overly eye catching but still make him look good. Chase also doesn’t like clothes that are body hugging, exposing his chest if he feels even a bit suffocated (unintentional fanservice).




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β†ͺ✧ Friendly ✦ Sociable ✧Extravagent ✦ ↩
Understanding ✦ Undisciplined

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Chase is the overly nice guy that’s hard to throw a tantrum at because he makes a conscious effort to please people at the expense of his own desires and true thinking. Getting angry at him is like venting on the sun when it gives you warmth and lights up your day which would make anyone look like the bad guy. He’s always smiling and pleasant, charming and well mannered. It is as if his only emotion is happiness and that aura can rub off on people, bringing positivity upon any dark mood.

However, he is not that perfect and there are things even he does not look favorably on and detests but he will never speak of it unless someone close to him that he truly cares about pesters him relentlessly to be honest. He will endure any show of hostility with the brightest smile that usually makes the hostile company feel like fools for even trying to upset him. If there are arguments that need to be dispelled, it is not a surprise that he is called into the heat of battle to deal a compromise. Chase has great control over facing off against adversity. It is the only way he knows how to live his life.

With his upbringing, it is strange that he does not possess the common traits of the wealthy. Chase is nowhere near snobbish, full of himself or disrespectful. His wealth and family ties could protect him and be a lifestyle worthy of showing off but he does not. He really does believe in the golden rule to treat others how you want to be treated and the sacred Hawaiian way and saying: E hele me ka pu’olo. (Always Take An Offering With You. Make Every Person Place or Condition Better Than You Left It Always. Wherever You Go, Always Take Something With You.) It is part of what makes him so likable to the masses of people he meets every day.




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Older women ; β€œGirls my age can be cute too but the grace and maturity an older woman possesses is spellbinding. What can I say? It’s my type.”
Shopping ; β€œIt’s not a hobby exclusive to the girls don’t you know? Men need to put in an effort to look good for you.”
Countryside ; β€œIt’s peaceful, isolated and a place where I can truly relax.”

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Coffee ; β€œIt wakes me up without the need for a sip with its harsh aroma.”
Parties ; β€œI may look like a party animal but only because I have to be.”
Privacy Invasion ; β€œIf you trust me, you wouldn’t look.”

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【 S E T T I N G S 】


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Q U I R K S ;
γ€Œ Mr Moneybags」"Wealthy people carry credit/debit cards for convenience but Chase isn't worried about carrying cold hard cash around wherever he goes. The cashiers aren't too happy about giving him change! He does have one card but it is in case of emergency only and has no record of being swiped ever."
γ€Œ Coin Flipper」"Chase finds comfort in flipping a coin when his mind is troubled. He has no explanation for why it works for him. Heads or tails does not affect his decision making. He does it just for habit."
γ€Œ 24/7 say Cheese」"He always wears a smile worthy of brightening up everyone's day."



S T R E N G T H S ;
γ€Œ Fire Breathing」"Chase learned this neat and dangerous party trick back in his hometown of Hawaii. He knows how to do it like a professional after taking classes, moved by the fire breathers at a luau. It was a performance that will burn in his memory. There was just something alluring about it that he can’t put his finger on. It was like magic!"
γ€Œ Saxophone Player」"His dad's best friend Laurel Benjamin is an internationally recognized saxophonist and his personal tutor whenever the man drops by. It was not talent but a good teacher that takes credit for how far he has come to playing like a professional. He started playing for a hobby but Laurel was a strict man and would not let the boy slack off and quit. Chase does not hold any grudges for the strict guidance and training but instead fond memories of a time when he overcame what looked impossible for him to achieve."
γ€Œ Origami」"Learning to speak the Japanese language before attaining his study visa, he also picked up the art of origami inspired by one of the books he read to practice the language called Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes."



W E A K N E S S E S
γ€ŒBig Spender」"He couldn’t save money to save his life! He’s always been rich and there was never a point in checking the price tag or the receipt. He makes purchases for what he wants when he wants it and there has never been an exception. Because his family is still doing well, this habit of his does not cause any trouble but if the financial situation turned south, to say he would be confused is an understatement."
γ€Œ Clingy」"Chase sticks close to those he admires even if they’ve just become acquainted. He does not know the meaning of giving space when it comes to any relationship. His way of showing affection is to be present in that person’s life as much as he can. Even though he is a pleasant guy all around, even the most tolerable can get sick of being around someone all the time. If he can’t show up personally, he will send gifts, make phone calls or send text messages. His clinginess is one of the many reasons he’s suffered from so many break ups. In the beginning the girls would feel special and over the moon, later want to be far away from him! But if someone can put up with him and his tagging along, they have a relationship that lasts a lifetime!"
γ€Œ SSD 」"Chase has had Single Sided Deafness from a young age when he was diagnosed with a brain tumor. He acquired SSD after surgical intervention was done to remove the tumor but left his right ear deaf. He does not mind because he cannot remember anything about the cancer or surgery and is used to it. He also has an advanced hearing aid to help him be more comfortable hidden under his long hair."



F E A R S ;
γ€Œ The ex-girlfriend」"Chase has a few ex-girlfriends but only one he is afraid of. The girl was different from any he ever encountered in both beauty and independence but she snapped at him and revealed her true colors when his clinginess peaked. She was as angry as a raging bull and the only person he could not calm down with his pleasant nature. In comparison to the other exes, it would be a nightmare to run into her again. His face would drain of color in fear of what she would do to him next!"
γ€Œ Inescapable Fame」"Chase wants to support his parents ambitions but he does not enjoy being the Hollywood poster child. He is waiting for when the news outlets will get bored and move on or when he is old enough to live out in the countryside away from it all."

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【 B A C K G R O U N D 】

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__F A M I L YHANK KEITH KAUFMAN // 43 // FATHER__
CHERISSE MOORE KAUFMAN // 36 // MOTHER__
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__The Kaufmans are a classic Hollywood family (main residence in Hawaii) with the public eye tracking their every move, every spectacle and appearances. It’s unclear how they garnered such attention (similar to the real life Kardashians) but the Kaufmans are on the front of every tabloid, gossiped about on every form of social media and hard to avoid when the name pops up all over the place as trending. Most of the news on the family is sensationalized like his mother Cherisse eloping with Hank when she was 16 and him 23. The truth is there was no elopement and Cherisse only stayed with Hank for a day to avoid her abusive family that reported her as missing.

His father Hank Keith Kaufman started out as a news reporter for Channel 9 but was then offered a role in acting and became the sidekick to the lead character in the movie, β€œEscapades” that generated gross over $90 million. As of late because of his success, he has continued to accept action movie roles in many more and is commonly casted as the intelligent, stoic playboy.

His mother Cherisse Moore Kaufman was a celebrity since birth not because of her parent’s jobs but because of their vast sum of wealth passed through the centuries and connections to famous families. The Moore family would be ranked one of the richest families in the world by Forbes and though the specific ranking fluctuates, the name is steady on the list and not threatened.
After leaving her family and getting married, it is unspoken tradition that she would inherit the money next. As of late, she is pursuing varied passions with her acquired wealth like being the face of fundraisers and starting her own perfume and fashion line.




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[ β™₯ ] ; romantic xxxxx [ ☺ ] ; friends xxxxx [ ☠ ] ; enemies xxxxx [ β—‘ ] ; neutral

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          AEON SHIROKAMI: --- ; [ ☺ ]
          "I will keep trying to reach out to him but all I ever do is upset him."

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          Among the wealthiest families and ranked at the top in the world, the boys met in Hawaii at a celebration for the Forbes Magazine publication. A mutual acquaintance encouraged the boys to try to get along. Chase has been trying, Aeon has not.




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          GEN FUKUI : THE MERMAID ; symbol
          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          DEVONE KIM: --- ; symbol
          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          SORA HARIGAE: --- ; symbol
          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          MISAKI SERINUMA: THE BRIAR ROSE ; symbol
          "I met her in the game of Tag Rugby. She was as red as roses."

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          FUYUKI HAKURYU: --- ; symbol
          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Tsukiko is here? I can't wait to see her again!"

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "She's very beautiful. I'd like to spend more time with her."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          "Long or short quote in character about the person."

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          CHASE KAUFMAN: --- ; symbol
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face claim - Ren Jinguji
CS - Verix
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Played - Tinkers
Dialogue #FF5733

So begins...

Chase Kaufman's Story

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Chase couldn't be any more merry this Thursday morning as he rocked up to the Airdalen gates wearing his new spotless high school uniform like it was at the top of the fashion chain. His arrival to Japan had been postponed because he had to support his father's new action film and attend the screening, meeting with other Hollywood celebrities. The film director's daughter had a crush on the Kaufman son making his parents very insistent that he skip his flight and rebook. I certainly hope I didn't miss much. Chase was down that he missed out on all the icebreaker activities and that the other students got to meet ahead of him but he was happy to just be here at last away from the fame. It wasn't the dreamy countryside but Japan had its own charm and culture that didn't entertain the same as America, he could study in peace away from the cameras that monitored his every move. He was blessed to finally be here, the Land of the Rising Sun. The traditional housing, shrines and cherry blossoms was a beautiful sight. Chase came to study but the view made him feel like he was on holiday!

"I can walk on my own from here. Thank you Anzu." he bowed his head respectfully to his new local bodyguard who bowed her head in return. That was right, his bodyguard was a woman. Airdalen student's gender preference for butlers, drivers and bodyguards leaned towards the male gender from what he could see. Chase saw even one female student (Shiori) carried inside on the back of one! Is that allowed? He looked to his protector with mutual concern hoping it wasn't an elaborate kidnapping scene. "Doubtful, Kaufman-sama. They were headed inside the school grounds not out." Chase and Anzu had a short time together but they were getting along splendidly, finishing each other's sentences and reading each other's mind. It was a neatly arranged partnership in every meaning of the word. He couldn't have picked better from the bunch. "I trust your judgement Anzu. Well, see you later." Anzu stayed firm in place to watch over her superior when he was walking onto the school grounds for the first time to become a regular student. He breathed in and out, the normalcy overwhelming his senses. Everything around him felt like a dream. Students might stop and stare for his foreigner aesthetic but it was not the same as being stared at for his stardom in Hollywood, here he was as free as a bird.

"Good morning.. Oh?" he called out to a group of students. The first to catch his eye was the single girl in the trio with aquamarine hair in a long braid (Gen). She was uniquely stunning as he compared her visage to a mermaid, an enchanting aura. He had never seen anyone with her likeness where he was from and there was voices around them asking about her relationship with the men standing with her. A poster child for Hollywood, he knew how to identify the popular and charming ones making his move to stand behind her noticing a trivial detail. "Pardon the intrusion, I simply wish to..." He raised his hand above the girl's head, his fingers delicately plucking a cherry blossom petal from the top and blowing it out of his hand smoothly as the petal danced in the passing wind. "... admire from up close. Please carry on." He respectfully bowed his head to all three with a smile that showed no harm, the brown-haired (Tadashi) and blue-haired (Sora) guys included before taking off. Chase wanted to supply his name but he didn't want to interrupt the gathering uninvited. He hoped there was the chance they were classmates and he would have the opportunity to properly supply his name in class.

Following the energy of the students, the faint scent of coffee trickled his nose. Chase was stunned by it mentally, hating the substance's strength and bitterness but most importantly, the owner of the cup was turning her head an awful lot. She's lost. "Good morning." his mouth formed a modest smile, his distaste for the smell undetectable as he advanced towards her direction. Meeting the olive-skinned, short-haired girl up close, her vibrant makeup stood out and complemented her mysterious brown eyes. Her visage he compared to a phoenix, fiery and striking. It was refreshing to realize how diverse Airdalen was with its students and Chase had a good feeling he would enjoy his time here. The women were unlike the ones he had seen in Hollywood, ones who painted the same pretty picture over and over again until the trend was dead. The girls here expressed themselves the way they wanted, uninhibited to experiment with unique colors and styles of their choosing. That was his impression. "My name is Kaufman, Kaufman Chase. May I know your name?" His smile would shine brightly as he listened, bowed his head and reached out his hand in offer like a gentleman escorting a lovely lady. The girl (Mao) leaned towards a tomboy impression but Chase would lead and coax her with his friendly, warm voice. He was a hard man to refuse with charismatic expertise but he would respect any decision always. He wasn't afraid to get burnt by those feathers. "Let's find our way together, shall we?" His blue eyes glistened with the promise he would treat her well. That is how he earned the nickname Prince Charming of Hollywood, his decorum was at the level of a prince from a fairytale.


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Character Portrait: Tsukiko Kitogawa Character Portrait: Gen Fukui Character Portrait: Sora Harigae Character Portrait: Tadashi Kiomine Character Portrait: Chase Kaufman
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Walking toward the campus after her manager drove her to school, Tsukiko stretched with a yawn. She didn't want to be dropped off in front of everyone, explaining her background would be a hassle and sound like bragging so she wanted to avoid telling anyone, it was better if they all found out for themselves in the end. How she achieved her wealth was one of the only topics that Tsukiko was NOT comfortable bragging about to other students. Besides, if they didn't know who she was it meant she needed to try harder as an idol, telling them directly would be like pathetic advertisement. From where she was walking, Tsukiko only saw their backs, but the people standing ahead were all memorable enough to recognize by that alone.

"Kiomine-san? You're almost unrecognizable. So the rumors are true.. you did get slimmer. Fukui-san, did you and Kiomine-san have sex last night?"

The words alone nearly floored Tsukiko. Sora had asked the question so tactlessly that she was left stunned doff a moment after. The pink haired Korean tilted her head a few feet behind the group, still keeping her presence a bit of a secret, albeit not actively doing so. She was simply curious as to why Sora, Tadashi and Gen were standing in the distance at the school's gates. All three were familiar faces, albeit also barely more than acquaintances. She knew their names but she did not know any of them very well. Why were they all standing at the gate? As Tsukiko drew closer she couldn't help but overhear what Sora had said to Tadashi and Gen. As both Gen and Tadashi were in her club she immediately tilted her head giving Sora's question some thought. As she had slept with Kazuki she wasn't about to judge them, but it was an interesting thought. Once she was close enough she opened her mouth to say something else, but was cut off by the blue haired Senior as he seemed to have a bit more to say.

Better now than before.. he would have crushed you with his weight."

Golden eyes widened at Sora's blunt statement, it came across as very cruel and cold hearted but given what she had seen of Sora he did not seem to be either which made his words interest her even more. Why would he say something so heartless without a second thought? Did he have no conscience at all? Tsukiko found herself quite shocked by his habit of saying exactly what he was thinking, but she found it soothing as well. Hard cold truths were much better than sweet poisonous lies. Lies were deadly and far more damaging when the truth came out, and it always finds a way of coming out in her experience. It was no wonder he had gotten hurt, many disliked direct confrontation, especially in Asian countries. He was probably seen as abrasive and rude, but Tsukiko saw nothing wrong with it. It was just sex after all. What did it really matter if they did have it? However him referring to Tadashi's previous weight problem was a bit harsh... Even though she was quite cruel, she did feel bad for him, especially since she had overheard it all. Having your dirty laundry thrown out into the open is never ideal...Tsukiko thought to herself as she eyed Tadashi's back for a moment. Looking at him, she was having trouble believing he had suffered from an ugly duckling dilemma. Though she wasn't one to talk. She had dyed her hair, received grueling dance lessons and even placed under a strict diet regimen right before obtaining fame.

Once again before she could properly announce her own presence, Tsukiko noticed the unknown male (Chase) who approached Gen but remained quiet until he left, not wanting to address what she had heard in front of someone else, "Ohayo, Fukui-Senpai, Harigae-Senpai, Kiomine-Senpai.... if I may, most women do not enjoy disclosing their bedroom activities... even so, have you ever heard of woman on top? It would remedy any issue there might have been in the past. Though let's not assume anything just yet. Hasty assumptions are devastating to a woman's reputation whether there is truth to them or not, especially in high school." Tsukiko spoke up to the others in a friendly manner as attempted to diffuse the situation before any tempers could rise, but also to save Tadashi from any further embarrassment or pain. She only enjoyed the pain and torment of other girls after all and could not stand idly by. She doubted Sora meant to be a bully, as he had spoke rather brazenly about her breasts to her the day she had met him, but that just seemed to be who he was. Tapping her cheek, she moved around the group until she was facing them, smiling to Sora, "Walk to gym class with me, Senpai?" She asked in a very cheerful manner, hoping to distract him from his curiosity. While she wasn't sure that she would be enough to sway his attention, she had a very promising success rate before. Tsukiko was unaware that Sora had become her senior partner as she had not been notified, but she still did her best to keep him out of trouble. He had accompanied her during the club recruitment when she knew literally no one at Airdalen. She owed him this at least.

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"Kiomine-san?" The familiar voice of the past came to his ears, causing Tadashi to turn and coem face to face with someone he used to know. Sora. Sora was one of several bullies from his past, a main one really aside from Kazuki of course. "You're almost unrecognizable. So the rumors are true.. you did get slimmer. Fukui-san, did you and Kiomine-san have sex last night?" Tadashi's eyes widened in complete and udder shock. His left eye turned completely red and the other was full on violet, he blushed and held an arm up defensively. Of all the things he planned on this morning, having to deal with a sexual rumor regarding his oldest and best friend Gen came entirely from left field. "Ah, Harigae-san... You need to be more careful with what you say." His voice expressed urgency, but no malice what so ever towards Sora. He was simply reminded of how blunt and mistakenly crude the boy (Sora) could be. Coming a few fingers through his hair he was concerned for Gen's sake wanting to come to her defense, he knew how harsh girls could be when it came to rumors about sex and relationships.

"Harigae-san, yes I have returned. It is good to see that you're doing well. And as for me and my dear friend Gen-chan. We are not involved in a sexual relationship, we are friends and we walked to school together this morning having met on the same path." Tadashi only gave half the truth. As polite and gentlemanly as he was, Tadashi was not above keeping his privacy and saving face. Nobody needed to know that they were moving in together, although not uncommon in Japan the need for rumors was not needed. Especially regarding the lack of tact that Sora had. "Ohayo, Fukui-Senpai, Harigae-Senpai, Kiomine-Senpai.... if I may, most women do not enjoy disclosing their bedroom activities... even so, have you ever heard of woman on top? It would remedy any issue there might have been in the past. Though let's not assume anything just yet. Hasty assumptions are devastating to a woman's reputation whether there is truth to them or not, especially in high school."

"Hm? Ohayo Kitogawa-san, very well put. Thank you for your insight." <A little overly well put. She's speaking from experience.> Tadashi thought to himself, his rather unique looking mis-matched eyes began to slowly pool back to their normal visage of an even red and purple. During all this commotion, he had noticed a younger student Chase out of the corner of his way. As distracted as he was, Tadashi was still quite perceptive noticing everything that Chase did. It seemed the younger boy was a charmer, nothing against that. He could not make out what was said however. He would glance to Gen to give the girl a chance to speak for herself, as much as he wanted to stick up for his friend (Gen). She was independent enough to speak on her own behalf and with quite impressive zeal and wit. A large reason why he loved her company so much. Tadashi sighed looking to Sora. This was someone he wanted to attempt to catch up with, a personal conquest in all honesty. He wanted to face his former bullies head on, it looked like Sora would be the first he would get a chance to settle their past with.
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Nearly about to give up, Mao sighed to herself and took along sip of her coffee. This school was just way too big. How was anyone supposed to find their way around a place like this? She had been rather lucky that her Senior knew where the lunch room was the day before, but now that she was alone again finding things was difficult. Especially since only seniors and freshman shared gym together. Figuring out who was a senior in the crowd and who was a freshman was nearly impossible. Her brown eyes shut for a moment and she swallowed the warm caffeinated beverage. This sucks... Mao thought to herself bitterly before continuing her search. At this rate she was going to get found by one of those grumpy teachers and sent to the office before she ever found the right class.

"Good morning."

Nearly jumping out of her skin, Mao turned to face the owner of the voice that bid her good morning. Judging by his voice she knew that she did not know the person, as his voice was one she had never heard before. Her brown eyes brightened a bit when she realized he was alone, that was far more approachable than someone in a group. While she didn't mind what others thought of of her, it was far too early to deal with the immaturities of high school, especially a group which meant higher level she of absurdity and stupidity. His entire form contrasted her own, down to every last detail. She looked him over, surprised that his hair was much longer than her own. However she had met many with longer hair than that so she wasn't going to judge him for it. Hair was just dead cells and by no means defined a person, "Ohayo. I mean, uhm.. G-Good morning." While she understood English well, she wasn't as familiar with it as she was Japanese. While her pronunciation wasn't bad, the lack of confidence in her English was palpable. Seeing as he had begun with English she felt it was best to reply in English in case he did not speak the native tongue well.

"My name is Kaufman, Kaufman Chase. May I know your name?"

As the stranger that presented himself reach out his hand toward her, she immediately blushed a little. She wasn't sure why he was offering his hand out to her, unless he wanted to shake hands? She had seen all the princess movies as a child, but she had never been treated like one given her wild behaviors. Even the men at her father's parties steered clear from her as they were all too aware that Mao wasn't the typical soft spoken and gentle Japanese woman that most Japanese men coveted. She was outspoken and boyish, so his fairytale offering was nearly going over her head, "I am Nozomi, Mao." She responded in a relaxed manner. The cherry blossoms, the coffee, and his warm nature were all calming, but she couldn't help being slightly flustered.

"Let's find our way together, shall we?"

Unsure if he actually knew where he was going, Mao hesitantly took up his offer. Placing her free hand in his welcoming one, she decided to let him lead. She had no idea where she was supposed to go, so wasn't it better to have a companion. Not making eye contact, Mao asked her next question, "Which way do you suppose we go?" Her tone was curious, and she took another drink of her coffee which was nearly gone. While holding his hand was unnerving, Mao wasn't the type to let something so silly get to her. It was only a kind gesture and was not worth freaking out over. She had better things to worry about than letting high school boys get her heart fluttering. Despite her disinterested and tomboyish nature, even Mao could tell that he was quite handsome. She wasn't blind, she had functioning eyes which at the moment they were not doing her much of a service,"So... are you a junior or a senior?" She asked as they searched for the right building. Looking at their hands she couldn't help finding amusement in the fact that her father would throw a fit if he knew she was holding a boy's hand. For the most part she didn't see the big deal. While she felt a little on edge, she didn't understand why girls were so shy and squirrelly about holding hands with guys.





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Gen grew a little conscious of the eyes transfixed on her and Tadashi. Well, it couldn't be helped with her reputation as an Inryoku hostess president and her rise in popularity. She wasn't sure what she had done to warrant such attention but it would seem she was as popular as Aeon, the school idol. She was happy for it, to be accepted when she was once not for her haunting eyes but she wasn't going to actively compete with him over it. Gen would not stoop down to that level. She was content with reaching acceptance and the opportunity to help others in in her junior shoes fit in more. On that note, she hadn't been introduced to her newly acquired junior but the upcoming Gym class would resolve it if he wasn't absent. Hopefully, he was a junior with better mannerisms.

"Kiomine-san? You're almost unrecognizable. So the rumors are true.. you did get slimmer. Fukui-san, did you and Kiomine-san have sex last night?"

Gen was speechless at Sora's unforeseen appearance and interrogation. It lacked a greeting, a build up pause and tact. There was so much to process in such a short amount of time. Sora had blatantly called her and Tadashi out on showing up to school together but he had also brought up Tadashi's sensitive past. Gen worried for both her and her friend's sake, her popularity not advantageous in this situation as groups started to swarm near them and observe, ready to pass out judgment if they were not careful with their answer.

"Better now than before.. he would have crushed you with his weight."

Gen was becoming flustered, lowering her head with her cheeks a light shade of pink trying to maintain some level of control in front of everyone. She was a romanticist but a pure-minded one, never envisioning the act that comes after marriage in her ideal world. The detail Sora snapped on the end was inviting imagery of such a scene playing out and she did not want to have those thoughts β€”especially not about the friend she was planning to move in with! Gen didn't have the willpower to look over beside her at how Tadashi was handling Sora's statements because either they would both add on to each other's embarrassment or she would be urged to defend her friend and lash out at Sora for his insensitivity. From their junior to senior years, she had learned that Sora was not the ideal candidate for conversation but he was also not malicious. Thus, she didn't want to be hard on him much like how adults go easy on children who don't possess the maturity to deal with certain situations yet. Additionally, he was nominated the Senior President too and she had to show respect to that title.

"Ah, Harigae-san... You need to be more careful with what you say."

Gen didn't realize she was holding her breath until Tadashi's voice broke her out of her mental breakdown of the whole picture. She was very relieved that her friend spoke up. If he had waited for her to speak first, the day might have never come. The attention and her insecurities made this whole affair exceedingly difficult for her to keep coolheaded. She was even picturing the worst case scenario of her reputation crumbling by the rumor, losing her presidency and forced back to square one of earning respect and acceptance from anyone. Possibly, she might never get the chance to turn her senior year around before graduation and she'd leave the school as an object of ridicule. It was not because the rumor involved Tadashi or his past but simply because of what she represented and the standards of Japanese culture. She was not secretive about her beliefs on love, marriage and so forth. Gen would be rejected as a liar and a hypocrite.

"Pardon the intrusion, I simply wish to..."

Gen looked over her shoulder and upwards where a boy (Chase) much taller than her stood. He was a foreigner with long hair that she almost confused as Rhys β€”a friend she would have loved to have present given the circumstances. She was a ball of stress and Rhys was another trusted friend that she could count on when her head was a mess. He always knew how to be there for his friends. Alas, this boy with orange hair was not someone she could peg with a name and she didn't have a clue on his intentions. Gen stayed still as he reached for her hair, curious what he was intending to do. It wouldn't be the first time a stranger had come close to her, something that was normal when experienced working at a host club. He innocently removed a fallen cherry blossom she failed to notice and sent it off in the wind, a bewitching gesture for her romanticist's heart but it was his words that won her over.
"... admire from up close. Please carry on."
Again, her cheeks flushed slightly out of surprise. She interpreted that he was admitting to using the cherry blossoms as an excuse to get near her. Gen quietly offered her thanks and the stranger left, allowing her to return her full attention to the current dilemma with Sora. She did feel flattered over the unknown student's step but this was important and she knew better than to get too distracted.

"Harigae-san, yes I have returned. It is good to see that you're doing well. And as for me and my dear friend Gen-chan. We are not involved in a sexual relationship, we are friends and we walked to school together this morning having met on the same path."

Gen looked over at Tadashi attempting to read those insightful eyes of his. In spite of their friendship, she never really did learn the meaning of the colors. You could say they never had the chance to get that close with his moving away and the bullies that made life harder for them. She understood the motive behind what he said but it was a bit of a lie, wasn't it? The two didn't per se meet on the same path. Well, she wasn't going to correct him because that would make things worse and she would be a bad friend to do so. So instead, she nodded and smiled in confidence at Sora to show she was in favor of Tadashi's explanation.

"Ohayo, Fukui-Senpai, Harigae-Senpai, Kiomine-Senpai...." Gen greeted Tsukiko back in her usual sing-songy tone but didn't expect that their pink-haired acquaintance was tuned in of what had transpired. "If I may, most women do not enjoy disclosing their bedroom activities... even so, have you ever heard of woman on top? It would remedy any issue there might have been in the past. Though let's not assume anything just yet. Hasty assumptions are devastating to a woman's reputation whether there is truth to them or not, especially in high school." Gen's glowing cheeks returned at the description. She was put on the spot and embarrassed enough for one day but she was thankful for Tsukiko's intervention, putting off the rumor from building up.

"Hm? Ohayo Kitogawa-san, very well put. Thank you for your insight."

Gen was the quietest in the huddled group and despite her conservative nature, she also admired how open they were to discussing that aspect of relationships. She certainly was not ready to disclose anything, although there was nothing she could even if she wanted to join in.. it was her least knowledgeable and experienced area. From the corner of her eye, she could sense Tadashi's glance giving her the cue to have a say. It would be better if I pitched in too, right? Gen let the redness of her cheeks soften to normal, focused on settling the matter responsibly. Leaning forward to speak with Sora personally, "We appreciate your interest but as Tadashi said, that is not the case. As you may know, we were friends and we still are. We're just happy to be reunited and walking to school together is quite the trip down memory lane~" she said cheerfully. In the background of their talk, host club clients and admirers were letting out sighs of relief that the charming pair was not an item and Gen wanted to sigh too because it felt like a long morning.

She overheard Tsukiko inviting Sora to walk with her which left Gen very grateful of her added assistance. She didn't dislike Sora but she definitely needed a break from him. "We should make our way to class too." Gen suggested as she looked up at Tadashi, the shine in her eyes offering the thanks she didn't feel right about voicing in public. She didn't want to risk any more misunderstandings but she was really grateful for him rushing to her defense. As they walked onward she had to say, "He really shouldn't have said that..." with a worried tone in her voice. She hadn't forgotten that her friend was insulted and hoped it didn't bring back any hurtful memories. She would side glance at his arms, recalling the sight of the various scars wondering what the reason behind it was. Was it bullies like Sora or something else? "Tadashi? I.." Gen hesitated, feeling responsible for not being a better friend back when they were juniors and the mishap with Sora. She wanted to express how sorry she was for all that he went through and if moving in was going to create more problems, then she would be responsible for that too. Her words were stuck in her throat, halted some more by the students rushing to get changed before the bell. "I'll see you in class." she put up a held together front, deciding to save it for another time. A sound blared through the school however, it was not the expected bell but the intercom. "Fukui, Gen and Belrose, Aeon please report to the Principal's office after class dismissal." Gen could only sigh as students began speculating her connection to Aeon and the nature of their relationship to both be summoned to the principal exclusively.




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"Ohayo. I mean, uhm.. G-Good morning."

Chase's smile brightened like a sunrise after the phoenix in his eyes replied. Her English is very cute. It wasn't perfect but that was what he liked about it. It made her special because that voice, those lips.. all hers alone. He was also a flawed human being but he donned the mask growing up in a celebrity family. To the fans and everyone else, he was encased in a shell that sparkled like diamonds. Everyone loved the shell but the real him was suffocating under the pressure of fame and the larger the diamonds, the heavier the burden. "That's very good. My turn, ohayou gozaimasu.. yoku wakarimasu."(I understand you perfectly) His smile never faltered, speaking with his hand on his heart reinforcing genuineness. A western student he may be but he didn't enroll unprepared. It took him years to learn the Japanese language and he would have refused to attend if he couldn't be at his very best. It would be hard to relate to his peers and make sure he didn't step on any metaphorical toes.

"I am Nozomi, Mao."

"Nozomi, Mao.." he repeated her name, a sly way of getting away with saying her first name. He was taught that it was informal and embarrassing to say someone's first name until you were good friends and he would respect the tradition. No one taught him that he couldn't say the name in full. "I will remember." he smiled yet again, his redhead locks swaying gently with the breeze on this lovely sunny day. He kept collected when Mao blushed, understanding the women were modest and there was that practice of saving face. Chase didn't want to risk poking at her pride. It was crucial to him that everyone he met was happy or happier if he could accomplish that much.

He smiled brightly again like she made the right call when her hand slid into his in acceptance. Experience taught him that he had a way of appealing to people's hearts and kinder side but there was room for error always. He didn't know if the phoenix would accept or burn him, there was no way to be 100% confident when shells were limited to what people wanted you to see about them. With Mao's tomboy impression, surely a few would hold doubt in his methods and bet against his odds but they would have been wrong wouldn't they? He saw an opportunity and took it, there wasn't a better way to live than to try. Other students witnessing were likely in awe of his boldness, holding hands with a girl he had just met without fear of public rejection and Mao was quite a catch.

"Which way do you suppose we go?"

"It would be fun to get lost together." He joked with a light chuckle, eyes closed like he was having some ideas of what they could do together in that time but it was too ambiguous a demeanor to really know. "Don't worry, I have a general idea of where to look." He cleared up not wanting to raise alarm bells about his character. Chase's plan was to watch the crowd movement, an easy task for a man of his height that was taller than the average local student. He saw that there were students (Rhys and others) dressed in the right apparel ahead of class time sitting on a bench outside a building. The shape of the architecture and students running for the doors like their life was at stake made it perfectly clear to him that they had made progress on their walk.

"So... are you a junior or a senior?"

"A junior but don't lose faith. I believe this is it." He would escort her to the doors and release her hand to place on the glass for a look to gauge a better understanding of the interior and if it was indeed fitting for a sporty environment. Nodding, he'd invite her to take a look for herself with a friendly motion of his hand. His future classmates were more varied than he could have possibly dreamed or counted. As studying in Airdalen promised, students from foreign countries were welcomed with open arms. That he could tell from the groups sitting together in harmony. Taking initiative, he'd open the door and wait for her figure to pass through first. "If we aren’t teamed together, I’ll settle for admiring from afar." He winked. Her body type held the impression of an athletic girl and he wanted to see it in action. Momentarily distracted by the position of his hearing aid, his eyes centered on the door and he combed his fingers down his hair to carefully adjust it.

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"That's very good. My turn, ohayou gozaimasu.. yoku wakarimasu."(I understand you perfectly)

Despite normally being a very calm and collected person, she felt very stupid for underestimating a student of Airdalen academy. It seemed that everyone knew at least two languages at this school. Even the poor students. Was it a hidden prerequisite that she had not been informed of? She doubted it, but it was to be expected since the place was very prestigious and Japan was involved in much of the world trade. Why wouldn't students attending be interested in interacting with other cultures? If the students had no drive to improve their living situations why apply for such an overachieving school? Well, unless they were like her and forced to attend... but she doubted everyone had such control freak fathers. Looking Chase over, she felt that she should put on a pair of sunglasses. From the warm aura to the smiles that never seemed to run out, this guy was blindingly optimistic and friendly. Too radiant. Does he purposely try to blind people with this bright and bubbly personality of his?

"Nozomi, Mao.."

Hearing him say her name, her entire body tensed a little. It was strange hearing a stranger say her first name, even if he was only repeating her name back for verification. She nodded, biting the inside of her cheek. It wasn't like he was a native Japanese citizen just making her uncomfortable for kicks, so she didn't really make a scene about it. However it was still fairly surprising and a little embarrassing. The only time she heard a guy other than her father say her name was on the news occasionally around the elections. Every now and then they would talk about her lack of support for her father's campaigns. For the most part Mao tried to block out this intense dosage of kindness. It was more than she was used to being around. She mostly just let him lead her along, only looking up at him when speaking or when spoken to. It made things easier. Hell, if he acted a little less like a white knight it would have made everything a lot easier.

"It would be fun to get lost together."

Despite her naivety, even Mao picked up on the implications, her cheeks turning slightly darker pink. Why does that sound indecent..? Am I overthinking or does he have a hidden pervert underneath this kindness...? Maybe I shouldn't have agreed to walk with him.... I don't know him... she thought to herself, immediately feeling nervous. Sometimes she forgot she was a girl. It was easy to when most of her fathers body guards neglected to treat her like a female. In their defense she rarely acted like a typical girl. So it was fair. She wasn't sure how to respond, and her inner tomboy won the internal battle. Mao just turned her gaze away, hoping he wouldn't notice her blush. As they passed a garbage bin she tossed her finished coffee in and made it with minimal effort. It wasn't a great distance away, but she did have a decent ability to aim. She didn't realize he disliked the smell of the coffee, but it was finally gone regardless of her obliviousness to the fact. She had never met someone who hated the smell of coffee, even those she knew that didn't drink it usually enjoyed the scent so it didn't cross her mind that anyone could dislike it.

"Don't worry, I have a general idea of where to look."

Shaking her head a bit, Mao couldn't help but laugh aloud. He did shake her up a bit, but at least he was funny. She immediately dismissed his statement about wanting to get lost with her as a joke as well, "How do girls typically respond.. to this?" She wasn't really sure what to call it, nor was she particularly offended. In fact she was quite curious. Sometimes she wondered how well she matched up to other girls, the ones who actually acted like one all of the time. Her overall response around Chase became more casual now that she realized he was just joking with the flirtatious behavior. As they ran into more and more students rushing along Mao started to really appreciate that Chase had stumbled across her.

"A junior but don't lose faith. I believe this is it."

So they were both in the same grade. Interesting. She would be seeing a lot more of him it seemed. While she wasn't sure if that would be a bad or good thing, he didn't seem like a huge bother so far. In fact he had been very helpful. Mao gave a look after he gestured for her to. Yep. They had found the right place under his lead, but now she really needed to move along before they were caught arriving late.

"If we aren’t teamed together, I’ll settle for admiring from afar."

Her eyes widened a bit, she hadn't been hit on before, not really. All the boys she met before attending this school knew of her reputation as a boyish and disinterest girl so most of them didn't even look her way. Not to mention she wasn't as well endowed as some girls she had met. She wasn't sure if his words were a compliment or if she should have been offended, ultimately left speechless, "O-oi...!Saying things like that won't make me go easy on you." She responded, closing her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest. Her tone wasn't hateful. On the contrary, she was flustered more than anything. She didn't notice his hearing aid, but she did realize he was adjusting his hair. Letting out a sigh to compose herself, Mao gave him one more once over. It was longer than her own so she felt he was likely one of those guys who were uptight about their appearance. So, halfhearted flirtations and a friendly exterior. While he wasn't a pig like most men she knew, she reminded herself to be cautious. It was easy to get tangled in the web of spiders that spun pretty webs. He wasn't entirely serious so she couldn't treat him like he was. She didn't hate the player or the game, it just wasn't a game she was willing to play. At least that's how the tomboy rationalized his behavior, "We should go in now. We don't need to be caught showing up late." She informed him before reaching for the... oh. He already opened the door. Mao looked up at Chase in surprise. It was obvious she had been reaching for the door, only to be shocked that he had already opened it, "Arigato.." she stated softly before walking inside. Though she couldn't recall when he had opened it. A shiver immediately ran up her spine. This guy was scary good at getting under her skin. Normally she could shake off men, but he was like a fucking ray of sunshine. Or an extra large puppy... she couldn't kick him away or shake him off rudely, well she could, but she wouldn't feel good about it. He did save her from a tardy. Waving, she ran off toward the girls locker room, passing her senior Tadashi along the way. She would have waved but she was in a rush now. She needed to hurry and change, not even realizing that she had entered the boys locker room in her flustered state.

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"If you have questions about the material or of languages, I would offer my services."

Tilting her head a little, Yuuki nodded her head. To say she was surprised was an understatement. She wasn't used to others outright offering to help her study, but it brought a brief smile to her lips. It was a welcomed offer, that was for sure. She never realized she would have such a dependable senior partner, it was reassuring, to say the least. She never asked her parents for help after her father grew ill, so having someone to go to after years of handling her grades and studies on her own was a relief, "If it isn't any trouble, I appreciate it." She responded, a pinch of gratitude slightly dripping into her otherwise formal tone.

"I have already provided you with my cell phone number before. My offer still stands, so use it at your convenience."

Immediately Yuuki was reminded of Arietta's teasing when Aeon mentioned his cell phone number. She chewed on the inside of her cheek, nodding her head again, "I'll send a text later when the match ends so you will have mine as well, the recent activities made doing so slip my mind." she admitted a little embarrassed by that fact. Yuuki was used to being ahead of the game, but Airdalen left her constantly scrambling. It was a huge change of pace compared to her previous school and she wasn't sure if she would be able to properly catch up anytime soon, "Arigato, Senpai." she added, making sure that she didn't forget her manners at the very least.

"I would like to inform you in advance that I would not be able to attend the next three meetings of kyūdō. As such, if you have concerns about club activities please speak to Miyano-san and if you believe he would not be capable, you may direct it to me."

That....was not good news. She wasn't sure if the clowns that gave Sora a hard time would continue to behave in Aeon's absence.... but she absolute had to start taking the sport seriously. She did want to learn, especially after watching everyone else participate. Though it was intimidating knowing if she missed that everyone in the kyūdōjo would know, "I'm sure everything will be alright, but I will keep that in mind just in case." She agreed, especially after everything that already happened. What if someone else told him? She immediately felt a sense of dread but did her absolute best to maintain her poker face.

"I would trust your judgment on that as you did with mine to act accordingly. Fujioka-san, I will now be excusing myself."

Never before had she been so delighted to see a gym teacher. Yuuki sighed and listened to the announcements, taking her seat once more. When ordered to pass out the papers, Yuuki went up and began once the teacher finished speaking... though her movements were stiff. The game mentioned absolutely terrified her. People running about trying to swipe things from her body? It was absolutely spine-chilling just to think about it.

β€œClass prez.”

Yuuki handed out the papers in a daze, that is until she heard a familiar voice. She turned to face him, blinking several times when he raised his fingers like a picture frame. She froze stiff under the scrutiny. She had no idea why he was looking at her like that, forgetting that he had never seen her without her glasses.

β€œContacts?”

Nodding her head in response to the mention of contacts Yuuki opened her mouth to respond, but Rocco spoke again before she managed to get a word in. It was obvious she was relieved he was only talking about her contacts.

β€œAhh you’re cuter with glasses.”

"E-Eh?!" She almost squeaked out, but immediately pulled the reigns in on her emotions and glued herself together quickly, "Q-Quit playing around." She lightly scolded him. Being complimented in any form made her highly uncomfortable. She didn't know how to respond to it, nor did she know if he was serious or not. Brushing it off as a joke was the easiest way to handle unknowns such as this. Composure was something she had previously thought was one of her strong suits, but it seemed many of the guys at this school had a knack for catching her off guard and slyly managing to get under her skin before any red flags raised or her mental alarms sounded.

β€œOh yeah, I have to get my Kris Kringle off you, Prez?”

Yuuki took a step closer, offering the container with the slips of paper to Rocco, "Correct. I am one of the four present class representatives after all." Yuuki agreed, not making direct eye contact with him. Then she remembered that they were on separate teams for the upcoming game. She would have to steer clear of him, and while she was at it Sora was another she would try to avoid in the game if at all possible. As soon as both boys entered her mind, she immediately remembered something important. Rocco did not let her properly thank him before, "Arigato. If it wasn't for you I would have been hit yesterday. I'm not sure why you did it, but I wanted to thank you." Yuuki explained, briefly bowing. Then she decided to get the belt and the red tags for Tag Rugby, because being around Rocco alone was always very confusing, but also because she did not want to be scolded by the teacher. She was the class president and had to set a better example than procrastination and inefficiency, "I should look for my team now..." She excused herself, retrieving the necessary items. She fumbled with getting them on, sitting the box of names down on the bleachers until she had the belt tightly fastened and her tags firmly placed on the velcro.

Yuuki began looking around the gym for Rhys, hoping to find him somewhere among the crowd of students. She did not recognize the names of the other team members, "Team Red?" She called out, but her voice was naturally calm and collected, even when she was shouting. It wasn't very loud compared to the bustling conversations among other students. Although she was not whispering, she doubted the other members would be able to hear her give the circumstances. She was short and had a soft voice. This was the worst. Eventually, she ripped one of her tags off her velcro belt and began waving it in the air, hoping one of her team would be able to see it soon despite the much taller students. Kaufman, Chase and Nozomi, Mao.... where are they and what are they like...? Am I going to be dead weight in this game too..?" Yuuki let anyone who wanted to retrieve a Kris Kringle have at the box, extending it out to any student that approached, not really paying attention as she continued to call out for the members of the red team. The gym uniform, having no glasses on, plus the fact that people would be trying to snatch tags from her hip and waist area was extremely unnerving.



Charm: +1 to Rocco, Aeon
Athleticism: +1 to Yuuki

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"How do girls typically respond.. to this?"

Mao's question baffled Chase but his surprise was only revealed for a split second then diminished into the warmth of a smile. Even after she looked a little crossed with him, her tone relayed that it wasn't genuine displeasure and he took note to not push her buttons too much. The last thing he wanted to do was ruffle the phoenix's feathers after they had got along so well. He had managed to dodge the bullet of a question by distracting her with their arrival to the venue and their eventual splitting of ways before the locker rooms. "Have fun." Chase didn't challenge who was the more athletic one when Mao said she would not go easy on him and continued to smile after the girl fled in a hurry. Chase would have done the same but his movement to the men's change rooms was paused by various gossip about a school idol named Aeon. The male described by the masses matched the description of an Aeon Chase was acquainted with and being the top Japanese highschool that it were, it would not be overly shocking if he was in attendance too. "I wonder..." he murmured to himself before going into the change room and switching out of the normal uniform into the one appropriate for sports. He placed his bag into the locker and left his top's buttons all undone giving him room to breathe. He disliked being suffocated under any tight attire but too loose was not ideal for physical activity.

By the time he entered the gymnasium again, he didn't have time to take a seat and stood by to listen to the teacher's instructions.
"With seniors and juniors gathered altogether, let's do Kris Kringle!!"
Chase smiled looking forward to being a part of the high school's numerous activities. He hadn't participated in Kris Kringle since he was a young boy but it was a good opportunity to get closer to his peers.
"Continuing on with today's class, our activity for the day will be Tag Rugby but a lighter version so everyone can focus on teamwork and having fun. Heavier sports to come later down the track! Everyone will be split into teams. Hmmmmm... Let's do Seniors vs Juniors for a change eh?!
TEAM RED will be
Kaufman Chase, Nozomi Mao, Fujioka Yuuki and Browning Rhys!"


Chase was new to Tag Rugby but he was optimistic about the game and his team, coincidentally being put on the same side as the girl he had met earlier. He could only hope that she was as pleased about the arrangement as he was. Chase moved to the tables to gather the red tags and the velcro belt but ran behind schedule eyeing the familiar Aeon that moved through the crowd to speak with the teacher. His arm was raised to wave out of excitement at seeing someone he knew but lowered when the realization dawned on him that he was speaking with the school staff and that his arm was in bad shape spotting the sling on it. An injured Aeon did not fit with the Aeon he knew who always had a knack for distancing himself and staying out of trouble. Have you changed since then? He thought to himself but the whistle was blown for the game's start and Chase was forced to shake off his memories and zone into game mode. He would not be pursuing Aeon in this game anyway taking into account the man's condition so they would have to catch up another time.

His eyes searched people's sides for red tags like his to group up while keeping alert but then settled on two particular girls. The first with dark hair [Devone] possessed a mature appeal and a confident aura and the second [Misaki] almost her opposite, youthful and humble. The game a viable excuse to get within close range of the two beautiful women, he approached in a dash towards the more innocent looking one [Misaki]. He was not shy about it, moving right for her with concentrated eyes and she'd have to lean back to avoid their noses touching. In case she would be too surprised, he was prepared to catch her fall and hold her in a dancing dip position. "I'm Chase Kaufman and you are?" he'd say with a smile with the warmth of the sun as his other hand attempted to steal a single one of her tags.

+1 Popularity [Devone][Misaki]
+1 Athleticism

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Ryou knew that his capabilities when it comes to athletics surpassed any of his teammates. That's why it was normal that they would rely on him most on the matter. He wasn't keen on that, but it was just another responsibility he had to do. But, it also didn't mean he didn't give his teammates credit, so he wasn't the kind to underestimate them either. In any case, he walked forward whether they followed or spread out, it didn't change the fact, and he was ahead of them.

Then, he heard his name and that familiar voice. He stopped from walking and looked over his shoulder. There, he saw his Junior, Jay, the other tall person very notable in this school. He wasn't sure at first what he wanted, but once he issued his somewhat word of challenge. He raised an eyebrow, not because, it was unexpected, or annoyance. It was more of an interest. He fully-faced him, completely calm. Those eyes of silver-grey did not leave his Junior's form. He accepts the challenge.

There was no denying that his Junior was indeed strong in athletics. Those crisscrossing movements indicated his good footwork. He would be a good addition on the team indeed. Who said that the tall people are slow? That was just prejudice. His eyes met his Junior's. He didn't looked away as their eyes locked. After all, he was asked not to hold back. There was no need really. When he accepts something, he never holds back.

Those eyes of silver appeared like ice-steel ready to strike down. It was burning, but the kind of coldness which gave it a sense of mystery and at the same time, it was holding back, not in strength, but something more than that. Well, the time is nigh. He would not hold back on his Junior. With that, his hand reached out to the hand reaching for his flag. His grip on his Junior's risk was of strength, that should be enough to make it feel numb.

Then, he pulled his Junior closer to cause a distortion in balance, and to follow that up, he swept his foot underneath his Junior fluidly. He released the wrist he was holding as he took quick step back while he swiftly covered for his flags with his hands, an effective shield to prevent it from being taken. His eyes not leaving his Junior's eyes, then he performed a sidestep, while smoothly gliding as if dancing to avoid being a cushion. It that smooth transition, he made quick work to take his Junior's flag.

Whatever the outcome of his action, Ryou was now behind his Junior. "Jay. Don't lose focus." His voice did not hold any air of superiority, just a calm reminder. He raised his right hand which showed the flags, he had procured. It seemed he didn't only target his Junior's flag but also the rather inattentive passers-by who were ignorant of his move. It was probably during his sidestep turn. He now carried three flags and the fourth would be his Junior's. (if Ryou's action was successful)

"I look forward to the next challenge." His eyes still not leaving his Junior, but he did address his other teammate. "Kiomine-san. Don’t let Serinuma-san’s flag be taken." Like always, he doesn’t lose focus on his responsibility now or may it be a challenge. He doesn’t settle with meager effort.

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When a male student (Chase) quickly approached, Misaki felt her heart stop. What was she supposed to do? She could run, but she doubted she was faster than him. If she tried to go on the offense, she still might lose a tag... she was mentally stuck, trying her best to make the right decision in time. As he drew closer, Misaki got a better view of his features, noticing that he was several inches taller than she was. Also, despite her disinterest in participating in romance, she did have a weak spot for B-Love, so her eyes also took note that he was very attractive, but, unfortunately, she had no one to pair him with given the fact that she had never seen him before. What a pity... I'll have to find a good match for him. Misaki thought to herself, getting side tracked. She did not actually intend to match him up with another boy, heavens no, but she did pair up nearly every boy she ever laid eyes on, in her head at least. She had no idea who he was, but he came incredibly close. WAY too close for her own comfort.... Which, given she had never been involved with a guy, her comfort zone was as boundless as a toddler's first kiddie pool. It was pathetic, really. She indeed nervously stumbled backward, her cheeks flaring up like the Fourth of July. Though that was not the end of her ordeal, no... that would be far too simple. Misaki was even more embarrassed when she found herself hooked in his arm, their position in the category of a ballroom dip. Her emerald eyes widened, certainly more than a bit speechless. Her cheeks were then likely hot enough to melt polar ice caps. This was far more attention than she was comfortable with, especially after her situation with Kazuki on the way to class. She didn't want to be noticed by boys! Her heart was racing, a feeling she did not necessarily enjoy. It was all so new and flustering. She just wanted to secretly watch guys hang out with each other, sit at a safe distance and take pictures as they play sports, or even fight! Was that so much to ask for? Men were suited for other men in her opinion. Ever since her parents divorced she has kept that thought, swearing off of men from an extremely young age. Her mother laughed at the time, but she did not seem to realize how serious little Misaki had been. Due to the trauma of her parent's divorce she distanced herself from boys and thus grew up not mentally equipped to deal with physical contact with them, and definitely was not able to handle flirting!

"I'm Chase Kaufman and you are?"

"S-Serinuma, Mi..Misaki..." she responded, still shaken up by his forward behavior. More importantly, she knew she had to get away! He was after her tags and she was feeling lightheaded! Her anxiety was through the roof and her cheeks still tinted a dark pink. Just when she was about to tear away from Chase, Tadashi came to her rescue. She managed to put herself at a distance from the boys and watched the two with sparkling admiration. S-Saved... She thought to herself, her hands coming to her cheeks as she tried to relax and vanquish her blush. As she witnessed Tadashi trying to steal Chase's tag she began having thoughts she definitely shouldn't admit to having about the two boys, especially in a school and definitely not to either of the guys. Her cheeks brightened even more as her Yaoi fantasies ensued. If her face got any darker, she would likely be mistaken for a stop sign.

Once Tadashi managed to run him off, Misaki snapped out of her daydream and approached, bowing apologetically for her uselessness in the game, "Gomen! I'm.. not used to things like that... I panicked... Arigato, Kiomine-San." she apologized, looking up at him concerned. She could tell that he was pushing himself a little harder than he should but wasn't sure if she should comment on it or not... Even if he seemed tired, who was she to know his actual limitations? It wasn't really her place to tell him what to do either, but she didn't want him to overexert himself on her account. It was an endless conundrum of uncertainty, and she ultimately remained silent. When she was separated from Tadashi, Misaki did her best to blend into the crowd and hide from other students, strategically doing her best to hide behind occasional globs of students. Though as the numbers grew thinner, she was out. Misaki sat on the same row of bleachers as Tadashi, but she sat a few spaces down (Note: 3-4 people could fit between them if they wanted) from him with a sigh, dropping her head. Weight loss definitely made her quicker on her feet, but her stamina wasn't great.

Misaki withdrew a name from one of the Kris Kringle boxes after the game was over, deciding it was best to stay where her team could find her. Tilting her head. Browning, Rhys...? I don't know him... how do you choose a present for someone you don't know..? I'll ask around later I suppose so I can just ask him what to buy... or maybe I should just take him to pick something out? I-Is that weird...? It's not like money is an issue... but I've never gone anywhere alone with a guy.... She was not going to risk getting him a present he would hate Besides! She would be able to buy some Boy Love manga at the mall while shopping for his gift! Her mother would have to give her spending money for a school event! Immediately she felt considerably more ecstatic about Christmas. To anyone who might pass by, her uneasiness was definitely noticeable, her expression changing every few seconds as she tried to run through her options, staring down at the name on her slip of paper as if his name would help her decide on what to do.





Charm: +1 to Tadashi, Chase
Athleticism: +1 to Misaki
Popularity: +1 to Chase





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Chase had been too swept in the game that he had missed all chances of joining his team. The juniors had lost to the seniors and class was dismissed for lunch. He really shouldn't have been so excited. Chase sighed dejectedly but his carefree smile was back on again when he thought of how to make it up to his team when he meets them. He showered, got changed and waited outside the girl's locker room. A few girls who emerged asked him who he was waiting for and he gave them the name and physical description of Nozomi Mao. She was one of the members on his team that he owed an apology for letting down. With the phoenix's exotic look, the girls recognized who he was talking about and told him that she is still changing. Chase could wait or so he thought. Another person came up to him saying he was on shift today for Inryoku because he missed out on club day yesterday. That was not good. He wouldn't be able to personally wait for Mao. Still, he wore a smile as fresh as ever and said he would attend right away. He ripped out a paper from one of his notebooks and wrote a message on it then folded it into an origami rose. "Could you please do me a favor and give this to Nozomi-chan?" he asked, his smile so bright it was like out of a toothpaste commercial. The girls could not refuse, one taking the origami piece inside to deliver it. The message had written:

Nozomi, Mao
I hope this reaches you well.
I'm sorry I wasn't by your side. Let me make it up to you.
I'll be working at the Inryoku cafe for lunch today. Please come, I'll be waiting.
It'll be my treat.
x Chase


Chase satisfied was making his way to the cafe through the cafeteria but it was cooking up a storm. There was gossip about handsome server boys in costume. Curious, he took a peek and saw Aeon was one of them. That's right, he hadn't said hello yet. Chase wanted to drop by quickly before attending to work, grabbing a tray to join the line. He wasn't going to order a lot, maybe just a drink so he would have an excuse to talk to his old friend. He made it to the front with Aeon as his server as planned, the atmosphere around Chase was glittering with happiness. He liked reunions like this. He put a hand in front of his mouth, eyes fixed on Aeon's. "Aeon?" He used his first name and informally because he considers them friends even if Aeon does not. "Aeon. It really is you. It's nice to see you again." he removed his hand and smiled that effortless smile like a child waking up on Christmas morning. He paused, blinking a bit as the situation dawned on him. "But what are you doing serving meals and with your injury? What would the Shi--" He didn't know Aeon was under a different surname at the school and was about to blow his cover.

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Polished and without the influence of pressure, Aeon performed his duties as a server with precision and formal politeness. His current clothes simply fitted his profile perfectly. His movements were without tremble even with his broken arm that should hinder him. While on the topic of his arm, many did query about the writings on its arm sling. He, of course, answered, β€œIt is a reminder.”. There were those who questioned the origin, but they were smoothly averted by pointing out not to make others behind them wait. Such smooth mechanisms without earning ire, there was no doubt that he was a person deserving of their admiration. People could not even believed that such menial chore could look exquisite, much like the most wonderful paintings. Their line of thought, it was only possible because it was him. That is also the reason as to why many camera flashes were directed at him. It would also explain why there are many students who had already ordered prior and would do so again.

They seemed to bask in his presence as to what that does to them, the person itself, Aeon was at a lost. He could not comprehend their mindless adoration of him. Then again, it was no concern of his when it comes to their feelings or opinions. He continued with his obligation for now while ignoring any curses coming from Miyamoto. This kind of situation is something that he should get accustomed to until it ends. It is nothing more but a business transaction that would end in a week. Moreover, it had always been easy for him to disregard matters which truly do not interest him. This would be the same. Like so, he entered into another conversation. This time it with a student (Johnny) with quite the height advantage. Something similar to another senior who in his understanding experiencing the same plight as of him in regards to admirers.

Apparently, this fellow student knew of him as he was greeted with a notable pause before his name. However, it was not that surprising for this man to know him as his reputation at times precedes him. Furthermore, Aeon was certain this person was new to this academe. He would never forget a face even just once. It was his gift and his curse. β€œI appreciate your concern.” Those words were delivered with refined tone and a calculated bow of the head. He could also feel the glares coming towards the said student. There was no immediate caution for him as he believed that such commotion would not be shown before him. He does not like such things after all and because of that, the student avoid it especially before his eyes. Still, it would be best not to give him more exposure than needed. That was the least he could do as payment for that sincere concern towards his arm. β€œWhat will you be having?” When it was pointed, he efficiently placed it on the tray. β€œEnjoy your meal.”

Then after a while, the flashes of the cameras increased by three-folds. The cause was him and Giou who was accompanying Kim. Aeon does not see any fault in such pairing. They are all free to accommodate who they wished to. However, the spectacle of them in one location and at such distance was quite rare. That is why he does understand the modicum of excitement coming from the other students especially of the females. Then again, he also understood why Miyamoto was against wearing such attires. The best example was Kim's stifled laughter. It was not noticeable, per say. However, he was in front of her and his focus was placed on the two who were customarily his clients. β€œIt is best that we quicken this up, Giou-san.” Trouble seemed to follow when there is too much elation. As if understanding this, Giou did so along with Kim. He delivered their orders to them and bid them, β€œEnjoy your meals.”. He had certainly said that sentence many times today and it would still be said for the entire week. Tiresome, but inevitable. Once, they left. He believed there would be no potential seed of chaos near him. Of course, he was setting aside Miyamoto on that note. The guy was trouble itself. Miyamoto was no seed.

That description perfectly fitted the next student he would serve. It came to him with that striking hue of orange and familiar blue eyes looking at him with certain recognition. Such expression would not normally interest him, there were many here in the academe with such gazes towards him. However on this person, Aeon knew well it was different. Still, his pristine visage did not fail him. No one can tell what he was truly thinking of. It was best that way as this person tried to ascertain his identity by calling his first name... in public. Then again, this is a form of a saving grace. Yet, this certainly received the interest of those around them. After all, the Japanese custom promotes that the usage of first names without honorifics are done only between people of great bonds and family. In this school, the only one who does that is Cassiopeia. No one else has the right or his permission to do so. As such, people are indeed colored curious.

β€œWhat would you be having for lunch?” Aeon decided to ignore the question of his identity. After all, it was already confirmed by that person without an ounce of hesitation. Such sentimentality and emotion have not changed apparently. Moreover, he was contemplating that his overseas business trip should be stopped. In any case, the smile displayed before him gave the assurance that his day was going to be worse by the moment. Then, it really did as the next word about to be spilled was a secret he had no intention to be known by all present. β€œI would suggest for you to have some Fugu Sushi.” The chopstick carrying the very rare and expensive delicacy was now plugged into Kaufman's mouth. This effectively cut the orange-haired man's words.

β€œThe danger is non-existent as this is prepared by a well-renowned licensed chef. Then again, it is that lingering danger that makes it both an exquisite delicacy for those who would dare.” His gray-blue eyes gazed into those blue eyes. It reflected calmness, but if one would truly look deep. There was a seeping strength... a threat. He then removed the chopsticks once he was certain the Fugu piece was eaten from it. β€œI am Belrose, Aeon. Would you like to order it?” There was not an anomaly from his visage as remained irrevocably serene. But inside, Aeon was well aware who this person is. It was none other than Chase Kaufman, a person who knows who he is as a Shirokami due to an unknowing social gathering in Hawaii. The past does really have a way to slither its way to his present, do they not?

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Chase looked ecstatic with that cheerful smile planted on his face. It was natural and genuine because he does enjoy reunions with everyone including the briefest of acquaintances. He appreciates every individual in his life and each one had a place in his heart. There was an exception of a particular person who had caused him great grief but she was not here and his focus is on Aeon.

β€œWhat would you be having for lunch?”

Such a response from an old friend would make a person sweat or feel kicked to the curb but not Chase. He only felt blessed to be standing in front of Aeon after a long time of separation. "Oh! Am I in the way of business? Gomen." Chase sheepishly apologized, rubbing the back of his neck and scanning over the menu items when he was about to bring up the Shirokami household. He did not have the pleasure to meet every member of Aeon's family at the Forbes magazine publishing celebration, only the Shirokami father and son. A mutual acquaintance encouraged the boys to get along. Chase wanted to be friends, Aeon on the other hand kept him further than arm's reach!

β€œI would suggest for you to have some Fugu Sashi.”

Aeon forcefully fed him a dish he had not tried before and he didn't know if he would like it. But he had no choice because the delicacy was shoved before he could say a word. As rough as it had been that he could have choked, Chase swallowed and appeared to sparkle with joy even more. The dish was delicious and that was the most intimate gesture Aeon had ever given him. He thought of how couples could be seen feeding each other cutely. He did not take Aeon for the type of guy to do that but he was just happy for any sign of bridging the distance between him and Aeon. He believed it was an aggressive shy display of affection like a tsundere.

β€œThe danger is non-existent as this is prepared by a well-renowned licensed chef. Then again, it is that lingering danger that makes it both an exquisite delicacy for those who would dare.”

Chase waved his hands in front of his chest with closed eyes and that easygoing smile. He had angered Aeon somehow. He knows because he has to be acute to everyone's emotions in order to put in a conscious effort to please them and get along. Chase did not miss the threat in Aeon's eyes. It hurt because he didn't understand what he had done wrong. Aeon was really difficult to make happy and Chase was not used to the adverse behavior towards him. "Gomen ne." he apologized again in that sheepish tone.

β€œI am Belrose, Aeon. Would you like to order it?”

Even under Aeon's seeping wrath, Chase's good mood streak was unstoppable. He was difficult too in his own special way with the persistence. There was pause when Aeon gave his surname as Belrose. Chase reopened his eyes and his hands returned to his sides as he absorbed the information. That couldn't be right. He was certain this man is the same Aeon he met. He wasn't one to forget a face or mistake one. Was there a family meltdown? "If you recommend it Aeon, I'll buy 100." He ordered, taking out a wad of cash and dropping it on the counter like it was nothing. This action earned a few gasps because he had made a huge order and backed it up with the cash. He was not trying to make Aeon's job difficult but support this school role of his by encouraging its success. He pocketed his wallet when he was done. "Ah, I'll pick it up later if it will take time." Chase didn't want to hold up the line and Inryoku awaited him. He planned to share the dishes with the household workers. Chase turned around and gave Aeon a friendly backhanded wave. "I'll catch up with you later, Aeon! Don't stress the arm." He ran off shortly after in case Aeon would protest. Chase was behind on his duties as it is.

"I am Kaufman, Chase. At your service." he bowed humbly before the hostess greeting him at the door to explain that he was a new host for the club. He received a warm welcome and dressed handsomely to serve the customers. Because he was handling food, he had to tie his hair back and his hearing aid in the right side was obvious if anyone was to look at the inside of his ears anyhow because it was small. He glided through the cafe with the brightest of smiles, winking at some of the female customers who took an interest in him. "Here is your order. Please smile for me, my lady." he said to a gloomy customer who brightened up right away because Chase's smile is infectious. He does thoroughly enjoy a sociable relaxing environment like this.
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Showering off, Mao was fairly mopey. She probably had spent too long in there already, but after being outdone by a guy with an injured arm (Aeon), her spirits were definitely a bit lower than she had anticipated. The droplets of hot water hitting her dark skin, it soothed her muscles and helped her wind down from the game. Originally it seemed like a good idea, how was I supposed to know he could move like that? Reflecting on the game did little to get her mind in the right place, but now that time was moving at a proper pace again, her mind went through what had happened. While it was embarrassing, it was also impressive on his part, even if she couldn't admit it to herself. He's....something, I'll give him that. She thought to herself with a sigh, running her hands through her short black locks, making sure that every last bit of soap was out of them. Then there was the swim captain, Browning Rhys, he took care of getting everything put away, she would have to thank him for that later. At the time she was far too angry with herself to do it or to even properly thank him, but it needed to be done.

Turning off the water, Mao turned to see a girl standing behind her. It didn't embarrass her that the girl had just seen her completely naked and soaking wet, but even so, for the girl's sake, Mao put on a towel, "Do you need something or do you just like to watch...?" Mao asked her in an impartial tone. She really didn't care if the girl was just getting jollies or satisfying some fetish, as long as she didn't touch her. To each their own I suppose...

"N-No! I... I have a note for you.." The girl began nervously, though the words did not seem to come out after Mao insinuated that she was some kind of lesbian perv looking for cheap thrills in the girls' locker room.

Looking to the paper rose in the stranger's hand, Mao's eyebrow quirked. She waved for the girl to follow her to the lockers. After they made it, Mao began to towel off in front of her, not even asking for the note. It wasn't until Mao was in a bra and panties that she took the note from the fully clothed girl. Unfolding it carefully, Mao read the contents carefully.

Nozomi, Mao
I hope this reaches you well.
I'm sorry I wasn't by your side. Let me make it up to you.
I'll be working at the Inryoku cafe for lunch today. Please come, I'll be waiting.
It'll be my treat.
x Chase


As soon as she read the words 'by your side' Mao quickly waved the other girl off. Her shoulders went a bit stiff. What was he implying? She didn't need help! Her performance in the game definitely had another tale to tell, but he didn't know that! Or did he? Now she was worried about whether or not he had seen how she failed to steal the tag from the guy in the sling (Aeon)? Oh God... How many people actually saw that!? This better not be a pity party. Also... Inryoku..? What kind of cafe is that? Did I just get invited to a Host Club? Mao wasn't entirely versed in such things as she spent half of her life visiting Africa and half of it in her birthplace, Japan. Customs began to blur when you have two different sets. Her heritage, the customs given to her by her ancestors... they were almost so different that it was laughable. Still. Mao was hungry, and if someone was going to buy her food, how could she refuse?

Mao folded up the paper and put it in her uniform pocket, dressing fully. She didn't bother with putting her makeup back on, going natural as she walked out of the locker room and the particularly empty gym. She noticed Rhys and another girl (Shiori) along the way to the Cafe, waving a bit, "Good game, Senpai." While she knew they were in the same grade, it only seemed appropriate to address him respectfully, and she couldn't keep calling him captain... but at the same time she didn't like addressing others by their names unless she absolutely had to. It felt too personal. She didn't linger, instead, she moved on rather quickly. She had wasted quite a bit of her lunch period moping around and she definitely had a lot of ground to cover. Following the map, practically with her nose stuck into it, Mao somehow managed to find the Inryoku cafe on her own.

Finally... I found it Mao thought to herself, a little proud of herself. She had never actually used a map before, but the one her senior partner had pulled from the folder with her name on it had definitely come in handy. Pulling Chase's note from her pocket, she very briefly showed it to one of the girls working the cafe. She didn't want the girl reading what was written, but she did want to show proof that she had been invited personally. Looking around, Mao began to really feel a little out of place. It was all so... elegant and cute. The things I do for free food... Mao sighed to herself. When she was finally escorted to a table in his general area, Mao lifted up the menu, tempted to sink down in her chair to hide behind it. She wasn't feminine, not in the Japanese sense of the term anyway, nor did she particularly do well in openly flirtatious settings such as this. Even if she was confident in her appearance, she did not enjoy actively flirting. This club was based on everything that made her uncomfortable, yet there she sat. This better be worth it.. Mao thought putting her bag with her sketch book in it by her feet and out of the isle. She didn't go anywhere without it, and even though the greeters offered to look after it, she didn't trust anyone with it. If they looked inside, if they recognized her artwork... then her secret would be out. The order of chocolate pocky sticks she requested upon entry were finally given to her. They weren't much, but it was at least something else to focus on so Mao put one in her mouth, nibbling on the biscuit end of the treat.





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Chase presented a wonderful array of desserts to a girl with a sweet tooth and he carefully placed each plate on her table as she admired his side view. He noticed but didn't say a word focused on the presentation, standing upright with the empty tray brought down to his side when his job was complete. The girl looked back at her table and found that the plates had been arranged to form a love heart, her cheeks burning dark crimson. "I hope you will find everything to your taste." Chase tapped his shoes together and bowed elegantly, keeping his back straight and holding onto his heart with utmost sincerity. He was very humble that no one would suspect the vast sum of wealth behind him. Ceasing the bow in one fluid motion, he left the table to find another one to serve. That is when his blue oceanic eyes discovered his personally invited guest had arrived and he would see to her immediately before another waiter does it.

He returned the tray with the others where it belongs and took out a mini notepad and pen, clicking the top end. He walked to her table with long confident strides. "Thank you for coming Nozomi-chan." he smiled as bright as the sun that his cheerfulness could be quite blinding. In truth, he was very happy because he wasn't sure if she would come at all and he wasn't able to ask for her attendance personally. It had bothered him to run off ahead but he can't refuse work. It would inconvenience many people. "Are you ready to order? Everything is on me. Spoil yourself." he winked.

Chase was a patient man but he could see that she was eating a treat already. Mao can't make an order while nibbling. It would be impolite. "May I try?" Chase asked but he did not reach for the pocky available to him. Instead, he placed down the hand with his notepad on the table and leaned closer facing her, opening his mouth to trap the opposite end between his lips. He leaned in even more but their lips were prevented from meeting as he bit and snapped the stick, resuming to normal stance of standing by the table. He silently with good manners finished eating his share of the pocky stick before bringing up the notepad again, the pen tapped against the paper ready. "Yum. What can I get for you Nozomi-chan?" he asked again with his trademark bright smile for her. He would write down her order with precision and return in a timely manner with the food. Lunch time was almost up and he doesn't want to let his new friend go hungry.

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Aeon was uncertain whether to admire or to feel sorry for Kaufman's glaringly thickness. It was a conflicting thought since such a point of view could be a good weapon especially for someone of high social standing. That was his logical observation. As to his personal opinion, it was irritating to have his actions be interpreted into another out of pure delusion. If there had been another method without requiring him to initiate any gesture to prevent his lineage to be announced so blatantly, he would have done that immediately. However, there was none and to make certain it was not twisted he delivered the necessary emphasis of his displeasure with his words along with the subtle threat in his eyes. He knew well that Kaufman was not stupid as not to sense his disapproval. Their first meeting and he believed to be the last was enough for him to know that the orange-haired male can understand nuances. Then again, he was well-aware how persistent Kaufman is. He had been a subject to that. That party and interaction were both tiring and troublesome.

Such a thing was being repeated again. This time the ignorance was a threat that could unravel what was hidden. Aeon knew that he would need to keep such nuisances in check. Lately, there had been plenty of them coming out of the woodwork. It is why he could not help, but think that someone was intent to make a chaos of his final year here at Airdalen. If that was so, they had made the wrong enemy. Regardless, his thoughts paused there as Kaufman followed his question as expected. In that way, the earlier subject had been avoided. However, the orange-haired male just have to make notable impressions by still addressing him by first name and dropping on the counter, a large amount of money. Well, he could attribute that to western culture or having no tact when it comes to expenses.

His hand held the cash and proceeded to count it. The serene demeanor was not disrupted and his movements were still sophisticated. As for the words being stated, Aeon did not react to any of them. He simply gave the money to the cashier for a receipt. After that, he mentioned to one of the cafeteria staff to prepare 100 Fugu Sushi. In the end, he does not hold any concerns about Kaufman's spending or the promise of catching up. If it was to his preference, he would have not that event happen. However, he would need to ensure that his secret remains as it is. That is why that dialogue would need to occur. Nevertheless, he set that aside for now as the Hellion finally parted some words about the encounter. It was implied that Kaufman could possibly be a lover, an implication as well to his sexuality. Comments such as those did not even touch him. There is a certain girl who had consistently tell him to be one due to his unresponsiveness in regards to her seductive gestures. He was rather well-rehearsed in such conversations. β€œIt seems you are familiar with it, Miyamoto-san. After all, you are capable enough to judge. I have no intention to learn about it though.” Whatever response it was, he calmly continued with his serving duties.

It was then when another new student queried not only him but also Miyamoto apparently. That was nothing new since most of the students do slip in small dialogues. Most see this as an opportunity to speak with them. After all, the difficulty in starting a conversation is how to start. In that regard, Aeon and Miyamoto would be the one to do so due to their server duties by delivering a simple question. Thus, only baby steps follow. That is why it is a waste not to take advantage of speaking towards the School Idol and the infamous Bad Boy of Airdalen. In any case, the question had been answered by Miyamoto. He does not see the need to add specific details about it. What was said is enough for someone who is simply passing by in a sense. Then, there were words of a wish. It was something similar to that tall boy. In the end, it was similar to the rest of the other students as well. Thus, his response was similar. β€œI appreciate your concern.” He stated it with refinement and a measured head bow of formal politeness. After so, he focused on his duty. The girl was not his to serve and to entertain. It was Miyamoto's obligation and between them, the man was the more sociable than him.

Then, the girl introduced herself. She appeared to be addressing them both. As such, he answered in kind. β€œI am Belrose, Aeon. It is a pleasure to meet you, Himewari-san.” It was the dictation of social etiquette. That is why Aeon delivered his introduction. His manner and tone did not even have a gap in its seamless elegance. It was one of the fundamental reasons he was elevated as a person of admiration. His impeccable conduct without fault. The politeness presented to everyone allow mundane conversations, but deliver distance that created a reputation of untouchable favor. Most have said that it was a charm that made him quite attractive and their fantasies were rather elaborate. They had assumed that if anyone could close that space, a prince of their dreams would certainly only look at them. It was not only mere imagination anymore ever since the presence of the Pink Princess. To have that privilege though, there was no question of its difficulty.

Regardless, Aeon had finished that dialogue at that. His attention focused on the people on his line. After all, Miyamoto had already stated that talking to a wall would be far better as a conversation partner. He did not take offense on that as his pristine demeanor did not change. It was rather impressive with the chaotic atmosphere of the cafeteria, but it did not influence him, not even an inkling. He moved at his own sophisticated pace. Just like so, he simply noted the time. Once, this is done. There would be matters that he would need clarification about the specifications of serving in the cafeteria. For today, this outfit had been a compromise. He may not outwardly disagree with it for the sake of moving along. However, it is a different matter when properly discussed and he would do so, before the school day ends.

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"Thank you for coming Nozomi-chan."

Almost like a startled alley cat, Mao's entire form shiver when she heard her name from a familiar voice, "I just didn't have anything better to do... that's all." Mao responded while nibbling on the pocky stick as she tilted her head up to look at him. It was dangerous to her health. He was always so bright and happy looking... but the hairstyle and attire suited him as well. Had she really let someone like this hold her hand? Did someone who looked like that actually want to? It was hard to believe such a thing after all the teasing she had received at her father's parties. None of the boys saw her as a girl, even as a child she hated the dresses and would fight the boys for laughing at her. Yet this one insisted on treating her like a girl? Wrote her origami letters and offered to pay for her food? What was different about him..? Or was it one big organized joke? Soon she felt she would be coming to school with sunglasses, just for these occasions, "You changed your hair, I see." She mumbled, the chocolate covered biscuit stick little more than half it's original length. Her eyes averted his gaze when he told her to spoil herself. As she came from money, she was used to her father spoiling her, even though she didn't want any of it. Her older and younger brothers always seemed to enjoy it, but Mao didn't like being bought off. Though similar, this seemed harmless enough and Mao definitely had a preference for sweeter foods.

Golden eyes widened when she realized he was eating off the opposite end of her stick. She didn't realize this was actually a fairly popular game associated with the treat. That could be attributed to the fact that never in her life had she been that close to someone else's face, not even for a game. As their faces drew closer from him eating some of the pocky, she felt herself starting to panic, but he withdrew before she truly could have a heart attack. After she swallowed the piece in her mouth, Mao's cheeks heated up, a delayed reaction of sorts, "I-I..I would have given you one, B-B-Baka!" Mao spoke softly enough to where no one else could hear, but she was obviously very flustered despite calling him an idiot. He had successfully unnerved her, that much was certain. Still.. even though she could have, she didn't want to get him in any real trouble, nor did she want anyone to ask what had just occurred. She couldn't even think about it without her face getting even more red, which it certainly did. If she couldn't even think about it without blushing, how could she ever tell anyone? Even though she saw him flirting with the other female customers as well, she couldn't get it out of her brain. They had been so close. Too close. Her heart was pounding incredibly fast, Mao gripping at the chest of her uniform a bit. Why didn't she stop him or pull away? Why did she freeze like that?! Mao wasn't actually angry with Chase, but she was flustered and that was how she handled it, by insulting the person that embarrassed her. Perhaps that is why boys typically avoided her? He was attractive, but she had been around many attractive people, it did not explain why she didn't push him away. Was it because he was actually treating her like a girl instead of like one of the guys? That had to be it. So.. she'd get over it once she got used to it, right? She locked onto that hope, because she wasn't sure how many more incidents like that she would survive. This club... are all of the servers like that...? It's dangerous to do something like that to someone's heart for fun...!

"Yum. What can I get for you Nozomi-chan?"

Despite her initial embarrassment, she managed to order, "..T-The.. chocolate lava cake..." Mao responded to his question, quickly nibbling on another piece of pocky, but this time holding the opposite end between her fingers. Her heart couldn't bear a second attack. Mao was almost certain if he tried that again she would surely die from her heart bursting from her chest. While chocolate may not have been the best thing to eat for lunch, Mao was confident it wouldn't be a problem. She would just work out a little longer to burn all those empty calories later. Besides, she had a weakness for cute things, especially cute things made of chocolate.... and she was getting free food!

The mere prospect of not having to pay was enough for Mao to forgive him. He didn't actually kiss her or anything, so there wasn't much to get mad about in the first place. Looking at the menu, Mao blushed a bit. Who couldn't love a cat shaped cake? Judging by the picture it was going to be hard to eat it. It looked almost too cute to ruin! Then she felt guilt slapping her in the face, there was still something else she had to say before she could fully enjoy herself. Taking the second stick of pocky out of her mouth, Mao made sure to meet Chase's gaze, "Gomen, you just caught me off guard. You aren't an idiot..." Mao sighed. It wasn't easy for her to apologize, but now that she wasn't nearly as embarrassed as she had been, Mao knew she had been unreasonable and harsh. It was his job to flirt with the customers.. it was considered charming... and right now she was a customer, sort of... It wasn't his fault she showed up to his invitation. That was her choice and even though she would never tell him or anyone else....it wasn't exactly awful having him that close... Though, with so many people around, it was hard to relax, paranoia had definitely taken control of her behavior in that moment. As long as no one saw.. I guess it's no big deal...







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"I just didn't have anything better to do... that's all."

Chase wasn't discouraged. If he was a dog, his tail would be wagging with glee and his ears would perk up. It didn't matter the reason she came for. Mao showing up to his invitation instead of standing him up was a reason to be happy and appreciative. "Ah, we're only freshmen in the first semester. Things will pick up later." he said in understanding that there wasn't much to do and making evident he believed what Mao said without holding it against her.

"You changed your hair, I see."

"Oh." he tilted his head as his orange ponytail followed, the hand holding the pen brushing back some bangs in the way. "It's not in the rule book but it's practical for work. Arigatou." He stopped tilting his head and thanked her for her observance of him like it was a compliment. She didn't say it was nice or that she liked it but it was the thought that counts. Placing importance on keeping the people around him happy, he did catch her off reaction to what he said about spoiling her. Chase didn't know why it was upsetting to make her look that way but he noted it mentally to not say that again.

"I-I..I would have given you one, B-B-Baka!"

Chase would be lying to say he didn't like seeing her blush. It was cute. It made him smile childishly, like a child who had been caught being cheeky and tried to play it off with the cuteness of youth to their advantage. Chase wasn't a child anymore but the effect was the same playing it off with his looks. "Food tastes better if you share." he teased. If he had taken another piece of pocky it was still counted as sharing but he was really talking about sharing bites of the same piece. Because of the childish smile playing up on his lips, it's hard for anyone to stay mad or see ill intentions in him. He really gave off the aura of a friendly guy.

"..T-The.. chocolate lava cake..."

Chase wrote down her order and waited because she was still looking at the menu. He remembered what the chocolate lava cake looks like. It was a brown cat with eyes, mouth, whiskers and all. Kawaii he mused but not aloud to interrupt his customer's order placing. His oceanic eyes falling to her, he blinked seeing her holding the opposite end of her next pocky piece between her fingers. Chase didn't comment but if not for his constant happy expression, he would be sweat dropping. Oi, it wasn't that bad... He was beginning to get worried that she really thought he was baka. The usual reaction he got from flirting with girls was first the blushing and second, they'd put themselves out there more in his presence to encourage him not wariness like he was some sort of predator.

"Gomen, you just caught me off guard. You aren't an idiot..."

Chase's eyes glistened and he smiled even brighter, somehow. Like he wasn't blinding with joy enough already."Yokatta.." (I'm glad) He exhaled in more or less a whisper but Mao would still be able to hear it from their closeness. "I wouldn't want you to lose your appetite on account of me." he explained his mumblings and continued to smile closing his eyes for a short time. He didn't say it insulted or hurt him even if it did a little bit. How he felt he regarded with very little importance. Chase was a people pleaser first and foremost. He cared about the people around him tirelessly. "Okay!" He said in energetic English. "I'll be right back with your order." he finished in Japanese, tucking his arm holding the notepad under him as he bowed elegantly to Mao. Ending the bow, he walked to the kitchen humming a joyful melody.

Chase let the other waiters serve the other customers and stayed by the kitchen for Mao's order so he could serve it as soon as it was ready. The cafe was getting less busy nearing the end of the break so nobody hassled him and he looked too happy for anyone to have the courage to break his spirits. A bell sound dinged snatching his attention that the chocolate lava cake was ready, Chase walking up to the counter to pick it up. The female chef tried to engage him in conversation by asking his nationality but Chase apologized, explaining he didn't want to keep the customer waiting. The chef apologized as well understanding his reason but gave him a chocolate covered donut hassling that he should eat before the break ends. Chase can't fault her for her kindness as he accepted the box holding the donut and thanked her politely, balancing the tray with the lava cake in his other hand.

He returned to Mao, neatly placing the plate with the lava cake before her in the middle of the table. The wait wasn't long because Chase had given her order special attention. "Here it is, one chocolate lava cake." he announced, seemingly leaving but he did secretly leave his donut box on the opposite chair and only moved to put the tray, notepad and pen away and come back with a jug of water and some glasses. The chocolate lava cake as a sweet sticky food, he thought water would be good so the chocolate doesn't irritate her throat. He poured her glass then a second, an indication that he was planning to eat lunch with her before he requested permission. "May I join you Nozomi-chan?" he asked, smiling irresistibly because he really wanted to eat with her. There was only a few minutes left for him to eat and all of the tables were taken. If she said no, Chase would have to stand up eating or sit with another customer.
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ImagePouting was becoming a trademark expression for Mao. Her mother's words rang through her head as she did it. If you keep making that face it might freeze like that. While she wasn't opposed to forever pouting, she took a quiet breath and relaxed her features. Her heartbeat calmed and her golden eyes looked him over. Why did he look so pleased with himself!? It reminded her of an expression her brothers would use whenever they managed to talk their way out of trouble with their mother. It was endearing, a little mischievous, and definitely managed to get under her skin. Thankfully her blush was only barely noticeable this time.

"Food tastes better if you share."

Tilting her head curiously, Mao pondered that thought. She had never heard that before, the only exception being her own mother whenever she tried to get everyone to eat at the dining room table. Was there really some truth to that? Mao wasn't quick to write it off, given she trusted her mother's judgment on many things. She did not realize that she had meant just eating at the same table, not sharing the same piece of food, "Eh? Really?" She questioned him, although her gullible nature made it easy to fall for whatever he chose to follow up with. Her short, choppy black hair shifted a bit with her head, making her usually well hidden golden eyes more visible. Despite being able to handle herself in the streets and alleyways of Japan, Mao was still a very naive person. Unless a guy's approach was incredibly sketchy or obvious she didn't pick up on the flirting. She wasn't used to it. Everyone thought Zen was a guy, so she didn't really get hit on during her graffiti escapades.

"Yokatta.."

When Mao noticed how he practically sparkled after her apology she avoided his gaze. Growing flustered again, Mao tried to hide her expression behind her fist. Why does he act like this...? It's not like my opinion of him matters that much... Mao thought to herself. Still, the sense that her opinion of him did matter was an unfamiliar yet appreciated feeling.

She wasn't used to anyone caring what she thought of them. As the middle child at home, she kind of faded away. Her brothers often teased her and pulled pranks on her, her mother was often extremely busy with her acting career and her father... well... she could barely even call him that. He never showed any interest unless he needed her present for 'publicity' photos. Even then, all he did was complain about how she chose to present herself.

"I wouldn't want you to lose your appetite on account of me."

"I'm not that kind of girl." She replied cheerfully, this time she was the one smiling genuinely. Food was definitely one of the things that Mao was passionate about, even if she really didn't eat a whole bunch. She ate a bit more than most girls, but as she was a little more into sports than most teenage girls were it balanced itself out in the end, "No one can spoil chocolate for me." She added, not really going out of her way to reassure him, or maybe she was. Mao really didn't understand herself all that much. Most of the time she did whatever she wanted, but the big questions, the important ones... who she wanted to be, what kind of guy she liked... what kind of life she wanted for herself, she always drew blanks. Mao had no idea who she was in the present, so her future was a blank slate. She had no idea what was in store for her, nor did she really know what she wanted out of life, out of this school. Mao was taking each moment as it came, and that was about it.

"Okay! I'll be right back with your order."

Eh? Switching between English and Japanese..? That does explain his hard to pronounce surname... Where is he from? I can't really say much, I can hardly spell mother's maiden name.... Mao thought to herself with a brief giggle. Mao was thankful to have her father's Japanese surname, as it was much easier to pronounce than her mother's African one would have been. Mao let her face fall into her palm the second Chase walked away. How had she come to meet a complete stranger who had this kind of effect on her? Just what was this sorcery and how was he doing it?

"Here it is, one chocolate lava cake."

Nearly jumping out of her skin again, Mao removed her hand from her face. She hadn't even noticed him approaching she had been so lost in thought. T-That was fast! She thought to herself, blinking at the cake. Her eyes lit up as soon as they fell on the cute cat shaped treat. Once Chase left she immediately took a photo, unsure if she would ever come here again. It was dangerous, embarrassing, and she wasn't sure how her metabolism would handle it if this diet became a regular thing.

"May I join you Nozomi-chan?"

Mao gestured to the seat, "I don't mind. You're paying, remember?" Mao teased him, taking the fork and was very hesitant to dip it into the cake. Still, lunch was almost over and she had to eat, so she eventually took a bite, pausing with the fork in her mouth. Her cheeks lit up and she let out a soft hum of delight. So good! Mao thought to herself, she ate at a decent pace given their time restraint. After she took a sip of water she decided it was best to thank him, "Arigato... Hentai-san." Mao thanked him happily, but her voice lowered to s whisper as the nickname crossed her lips, mostly for his benefit. He wasn't going to weasel his way out of it. As she came up with it, she was going to stick with it for a while. She liked it, found it amusing, and was looking forward to his reaction. It wasn't long before she finished her food and the bell rang, "Do you need a hand cleaning up...That bell was for class, right? Or is the cleaning done later...?" Mao offered, rubbing the back of her neck. She didn't really enjoy owing others, and she felt like she owed him something after the meal.





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