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Akira Saito

"Love isn't always sweet, or like it is in the movies, so don't expect it to be or you'll end up getting hurt."

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a character in “The Reunion”, as played by Rhianoue

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'I hope you have lost your good looks, for while they last any fool can adore you, and the adoration of fools is bad for the soul. No, give me a ruined complexion and a lost figure and sixteen chins on a farmyard of Crowโ€™s feet and an obvious wig. Then you shall see me coming out strong.'
~George Bernard Shaw, to Mrs. Patrick Campbell


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๏ผฆ๏ผต๏ผฌ๏ผฌ ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ
      Akira Saito

๏ผฎ๏ผฉ๏ผฃ๏ผซ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ(๏ผณ)
      Aki | Kira | Sai

๏ผง๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผค๏ผฅ
      Sophomore || Junior after summer

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฒ
      Female

๏ผก๏ผง๏ผฅ
      17

๏ผณ๏ผฅ๏ผธ๏ผต๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน
      Heterosexual || Demisexual || Asexual

๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฉ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน
      3/4 Japanese || 1/4 American


โ€œDon't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.โ€
โ€• Albert Camus


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      119 lbs

๏ผจ๏ผก๏ผฉ๏ผฒ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Dyed pink || Originally brown

๏ผฅ๏ผน๏ผฅ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Violet (Born with)

๏ผณ๏ผซ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ ๏ผด๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ
      Fair

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฌ ๏ผก๏ผฐ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฎ๏ผฃ๏ผฅ
      Akira has quite a thin figure, being petite. This is because she has high metabolism, and because she's a bit selective with her food, and she doesn't eat very often. Why? Not hungry is all. She's actually quite tall for a girl who are born and raised in Japan, and this is because she's not entirely Japanese. Akira is also 25% American, which explains her height. She was born with the rare violet color, although neither of her parents have violet eyes. It's doesn't stand out much though, and thankfully for her. Her hair used to be a normal brown color until she decided to dye it a sort of light shade of pink, which eventually began to get shades of blonde, when she moved away from Japan. It's a bit like a bob cut, but she doesn't like calling it that. Instead, she says that her hair is simply short, and her style changes when she feels like it. It's usually straight with a braid or so. Akira is very keen on her skin tone, wanting to be fair, or just slightly tanned at the most. Too tanned or too pale is disgusting on her, to her, and of course, Akira likes wearing fashionable clothes. Even her bathing suits and pajamas are stylish to a degree.



โ€œStrength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.โ€
โ€• Mahatma Gandhi


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      โœฆ Straight-Forward โœง Sassy โœฆ Brave โœง Loyal โœฆ

      One of Akira's most noticeable qualities is how straight forward she is. It doesn't matter if you're a stranger, a family member, or a close friend; if you happen to look horrible in an outfit, she's going to tell you without a speck of hesitation. You ask if you should let go of your cheating girlfriend? Hell yes you should. You ask if you have bad breath? Akira will slowly lean away from you, and, without saying a single word, have you ten pieces of gum. She isn't afraid to tell you what she thinks. True, it can be quite annoying, at some points, but at least you can trust for her honest opinion.

      Our lovely, dear Akira is also very sassy. She'll talk back with a snappy attitude if she disagrees, and sometimes it won't even have to be because she doesn't agree with something. If you say something she deems stupid, which may be quite a few things, she'll comment on it, and half the time it'll be saying something quite rude. You share your opinion, she shares hers. That's all there is to it, and if you try to argue that she's being irrational, she'll simply respond with "Then I guess you shouldn't have said what you just did if you didn't expect someone to add onto it." Quite true, though.

      Akira is most likely one of the bravest people you'll ever meet. Her 'fears' aren't quite what they are. They're more like things that really do annoy her and are on her mind at random moments. Thunder isn't quite scary, she won't go hiding from it or cry in someone's arms. No. Hell no she won't. Akira's the type of person that'd be challenging the lightning and thunder and rain to try and scare her. She'd obviously not do that, she has too much class, but in the end, she'd only be irritated. Haunted houses and horror movies? Urban legends and sounds in the dark? Akira isn't afraid. She'll tackle a mugger rather than run away screaming.

      At last, behind all Akira's traits, she is an incredibly loyal person, especially to her friends. Let's go back to the situation from a bit ago; the 'my boyfriend/girlfriend' cheated on me' situation. Obviously she'd tell them straight up to dump them, but she knows that people hurt and have feelings and are afraid to move on. She'll comfort them in her own way, and in their darkest times, when some may abandon them, Akira would be standing there, right next to their side and wait patiently for them to return back to their usual self.


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      โœฆFashion - "Believe it or not, I'm very stylish. I'm picky about what I wear, and what other people wear, so if you're going somewhere with me, you'd better be wearing something decent looking."Whenever Akira goes shopping, she is like a stereotypical girl who takes hours in one store. Akira is a perfectionist when it comes to her appearance.
      โœงAntiques - "I find some of the most oldest items the most beautiful and interesting." Who knows where or who it came from, but Akira has become obsessed with finding antique shops and items there that she adores.
      โœฆArt - "Well, it is what I plan to do when I'm an adult, if not a hairstylist." Self explanatory, yes? Akira has been taking art class since she was young, and plans to do it as her job if she doesn't make it as a hair stylist.
      โœงAmusement Parks - "Roller coasters, to be specific, and Disney is my most favorite place in the world." True, Akira's favorite amusement park is Disneyland, back where she lived in California, and while there isn't a Disneyland in Japan, she still enjoys anything similar to it.
      โœฆCold Sweets - "Heat isn't my thing, but I really do enjoy cold sweets." It ranges from candy to ice-cream, but she likes them all best when they're cold.


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      โœฆGrudges - "I don't hold them against you, so why would you do it with me?" Akira doesn't believe in holding something against someone else for more than a few days. She says that she grows tired of them quick and thinks that anyone who does hold grudges are stupid.
      โœงSummer - "The heat is just exhausting..." Sweating, hot sun, fishing, and many people, everything Akira really doesn't like all in one season.
      โœฆPhysical Contact - "Please don't touch me unless I let you..." Akira just doesn't like it when other people touch her. She feels awkward, and that is a feeling she doesn't like.
      โœงMessiness - "How hard is it to keep yourself and this place clean? Seriously?" Well, besides being a perfectionist about appearance, Akira hates messes. Typical housewife attitude, no?
      โœฆFish - "I don't like the 'sport' nor do I like the actual food." The food is simply because she doesn't like it, and the actual action... It just takes too much time to find nothing on the end of the hook.



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      โœฆPainting - "Come on, this should be obvious. I've been doing it since I was a child; of course I'm going to be good at it." Akira started painting when she was four years old, surprisingly, and has moved from sketches to actual paintings of houses, scenery, and people with a brush and vibrant colors. They're all unique paintings, but she keeps them to herself since she has no interest in selling any.
      โœงHairstyling - "I want this to be my career when I'm older. I like making people look beautiful." When it comes to her future job, Akira is more determined than anything. Some people think she's joking, but she isn't lying when she says she wants to make people look beautiful. It's far from being a lie.
      โœฆPhotographic Memory - "Remember that time we read about Japan's history in elementary? No? Well I do." Akira has had photographic memory ever since she was little, being able to remember every single detail from the past. She doesn't know what that'll disappear though.
      โœงAdapting - "I've only moved a couple of times in my whole entire life, but I know that it's hard for some people to get used to it all over again. I'm quick to learn though." This goes for any situation though, not only moving. She'll adapt quick, make friends quick, and learn quick. Everything is just another short phase in life.
      โœฆHonesty - "I'm not going to sugarcoat the truth for you. I'll say it to you just as it is." It sometimes gets people on her bad side, but others appreciate how honest and straight forward she is about everything.

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      โœฆInsomnia - "Yes, I may come off as a bit moody during the morning, but it's most likely because I only got give hours of sleep last night." Seeing how Akira has insomnia, she has trouble sleeping at night, therefore getting little sleep and being a bit obnoxious to be around when she wakes up. Sometimes she won't get enough sleep at all, and eventually pass out. It doesn't happen often luckily though, and the irritation goes away after she's had a cup or two or coffee or later in the day.
      โœงBad Eyesight - "I can't see very well is all..." It's not very bad, no, but she may need glasses time to time, although she doesn't have any...
      โœฆDefensive - "Who wouldn't defend themselves though?" Exactly; Akira is defensive with what she believes and what other people tell her. She won't back down more than half the time.
      โœงRotator Cuff Injury - "I've painted too much, and now it's damaged me..." Akira has a rotator cuff injury where she cannot move her right shoulder (painting hand) like normal people would. It's not a serious injury, but it does somewhat limit her, and may become serious in the future. For now, she is limited, and limits herself to only regular swings of her left arm, but will not stretch it behind her too far or too far above her. She does tiny stretches to help keep it from becoming worse.
      โœฆProcrastination - "I'll do it when I feel like it, end of story." It's not common, but Akira does procrastinate with a couple of things. She always gets it done in the end, but it's still a bad habit.

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      โœฆOcean - "It's deep, it's dark, and I have no clue what could be swimming underneath me." Akira isn't a very good swimmer either, so she prefers to stay on land if she and her friends visit the beach, or any deep body of water (besides a pool) for that matter.
      โœงGetting Lost - "I get that I have a phone, but that doesn't mean I enjoy getting lost." Akira doesn't like not knowing where she is and or how to get out of being lost. She doesn't mind being alone, but getting lost just makes her feel uncomfortable.
      โœฆDamaging Her Body Further - "It's already started in my shoulder, and I know it'll get worse eventually..." If her shoulder injury becomes any worse, she won't be able to paint of style hair as a job in the future, which takes away everything. It will happen in the future, without doubt, but she can prevent how soon that time will come, hoping that it will happen when she is older, after her job.
      โœงThunder - "Lightning is entirely fine, but I don't know when it's going to sound, or how loud it'll be." Akira also finds thunder obnoxious as well, but it does scare her too. However, Akira won't squeal, cry, or hide in the closet or anything of the sort. She is, after all, brave. It just surprises her and her heart races for a spare moment.
      โœฆHeights - "I-I need to get back to the ground..." Also like thunder, she's not exactly terrified of it, but heights make her feel sick, and her stomach seems to rise with anxiety if she looks down, which is a large habit.



โ€œYou can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened... or you can just leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on.โ€
โ€• Tupac Shakur



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      Akira was born in Japan by her 1/2 American mother and fully Japanese father. They met during college and began to date and start their life since. And so, after they moved in together and got ready for their child, Akira was born, February 14th, Valentine's day. She was born in Japan, obviously, and grew up there, which is where she found her other nine friends who she began to form bonds with faster than ever before. She loved them, she truly did, and growing up with them from kindergarden to middle school were the best years of her life. She remembered every minute and moment of it. But then, the move happened.

      Why they moved was because Akira's father hadn't made enough money to keep themselves in Japan where they lived. Akira's family, unfortunately, had to move out of their gigantic house to somewhere more cheap. Why was this? It was because they had used most of their money on Akira's art lessons. Akira had adored painting for many years of her life, taking lessons from a professional artist, but he was too incredibly expensive, so therefore, made her move. She had to leave her happy life with her friends behind, and she cried for at least a month because those friends back there were her family. But she quickly made new friends and even found a new love at her next school after her first two years there.

      His name was Shou, and he was one of those guys at her school that everyone seemed to like, but Akira found nothing too good about him. They shared a lot of class with each other though, and eventually, a friendship began to form. Overtime, Akira began to feel a feeling that she believed to be called 'love.' Who asked who out first? Akira did, obviously, and surprisingly, Shou agreed to it, and they dated. It happened for a year, but within that year, Akira found herself missing her old friends, oddly, even though she was sure that she reminded herself she'd never see them again. That, and with her continuous habit of painting in her spare time, she began to feel a pain in her shoulder. She was developing a rotator cuff injury, which would limit her shoulder movement later in the future. It only made it worse when she missed her old friends, and it appeared to have been affecting her relationship with Shou and her friends. They were never really that close, she realized, and knew this when Shou confessed to her that he was cheating on her after a few months. He wasn't a bad kid though, and asked for forgiveness from her. Akira was hurt, a lot, but she knew it wouldn't do any good to yell or cry, and so she withheld these feelings and forgave him. She lost her friends before with her new personality beginning to shift, but that was fine. Akira confessed that she would be fine without all of them. Things ended quite well, actually, at least, with her friends.

      Akira was still a bit traumatized over Shou's breakup with her. Even while she began to shift and become someone entirely new, someone better, her mind was still wondering 'What did I do wrong?' 'What did he not like about me?' 'Who is it that replaced me?' constantly, over and over. She wondered these things to herself, but part of her was also telling herself to let go of there thoughts and move on. It took so long, especially having to see Shou's face, and his new girlfriend's face daily. That's why, to this day, she doesn't really feel a wanting to love or a need to love. Therefore, she eventually gave it up. 'Love isn't always sweet.' She'd say, and advise others the same sometimes. It's not enjoyable to be hurt, or what others be hurt.

      Later on, her mother pulled her out of her boring studies, and told her that she'd be heading to the country side of Japan for the summer with a few of her friends. Akira is a bit suspicious since she lost practically all her 'friends' during the school year, but knows she would have nothing better to do over the summer, and agrees to it, only that she doesn't realize that these are the same friends that she's missed for so long in the past.


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So begins...

Akira Saito's Story

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Character Portrait: Daisuke Wakeshima Character Portrait: Hisakawa Chinatsu Character Portrait: Akira Saito Character Portrait: Satoru Laussen Character Portrait: Aiko Fujimura Character Portrait: Valeraine Katsukawa Character Portrait: Makoto Mado Character Portrait: Alphonse Orlav Character Portrait: Kobi Burkov Character Portrait: Levi Honda Character Portrait: Arata Ito Character Portrait: Hiroko Miyamato
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ImageLightning brightened the clouded, night-time sky as the thunder boomed, winds roaring as they swirled throughout the small section of the country side. The night itself seemed to be dragging itself on forever, as if waiting for the show to unfold once each child got to the rather average house within it's forest.

While the rain drops splashed against the lake's dark blue surface; however, it seemed like the cabin itself was still relatively unaffected. If anything, it was the only dry location for miles until one went back out to town once more. On a much nicer night, stars would dance in the open sky, their twinkles no down reflecting and bouncing off the water. Alas, it seemed like that would be a sight for another day.

Inside the summer home would be only two baths, four bedrooms, as well as a kitchen, and a plain living room. A mix of traditional and modern styles had been placed into the house, though not so much as to where it would clash. Two bunk beds were in each of the four bedrooms, and three name plates on the outside of the doors. Nothing grand, but it would be just enough for the twelve teenagers.

They'd just have to make due until the hundred days of summer were up, and that was starting tomorrow.


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Room one
  • Daisuke Wakeshima
  • Hisakawa Chinatsu
  • Makoto Mado

Room two
  • Kobi Burkov
  • Aiko Fujimura
  • Levi Honda

Room three
  • Satoru Laussen
  • Valeraine Katsukawa
  • Hiroko Myamato

Room four
  • Alphonse Orlav
  • Arata Ito
  • Akira Saito

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-------Location; Town --> Lost Near The House | Countryside
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'Ugh, this rain is horrible. What happened to summer here?' Akira thought irritatedly to herself after she purchased an umbrella from one of the near by town shops. The walk wasn't very far from there to the house (she knew since she visited earlier that day), but the rain and the darkness of the late night wasn't helping. She was now frustrated with herself that she hadn't started walking there earlier, when it was sunny, and cool, and when there was no lightning.

Lightning; Akira hated it, not entirely because it scared her, but what followed it was just so unpredictable. Thunder could happen any time, and she wouldn't know, and it'd be loud and make her jump every now and then if she was caught off guard. How annoying, is what she'd think.

It didn't seem like much lightning at the moment, however, which was good for her. At least there was one alright factor to having shopped at the town nearby for small souvenir, even though it's a bit too early to buy things like that... Just a bit.

Akira popped open the umbrella and began to make her way back to the house in the dark, with only few street lights to guide her. Most people might be scared that they'd get robbed or, for those who are scared of the supernatural, would fear of seeing a ghost or a dead person on the side, crawling out of the rice paddies. Akira? She just wanted to get out of the rain. If a robber tried to mug her- No, she'd tackle him in the mud. Ghost? Sprint, but sprint to the house, where there's shelter from the rain. Dead person on the side? ... Call the police because that isn't normal. Regardless, all Akira wanted was to get back where it was dry.

However, when she began to approach the fork in the road, which she didn't quite remember very well, instead of going right, behind her, where the house was and where she was supposed to meet her 'friends,' she took a left instead, leading her onto a trail that divided the rice paddies and the forest near by. But it was dark, and there weren't very many street lights, so how would she know exactly?

'This... doesn't look right. There aren't supposed to be bushes on my left, are there?' Akira wondered to herself with confusion. She hadn't brought anything with her to the town (she had placed her things in a room at the house), nor did she bring anything back (she forgot her money), so it wasn't like she was dragging extra weight with her, but it was beginning to annoy her how long the road went when she guessed that she should have been at the house by then.

Suddenly, the lightning flashed, and Akira growled threateningly, at who? Probably the lightning, because next came the thunder, and she felt a heavy beat from her heart vibrate her whole body. She bit down on her lip and took an impatient deep breath while she found a bench on the side, most likely for those waiting for the bus.

It had drops of water over it, as the cover above it was rusted, old, and almost looked torn open. Hole sprinkled the top, which created direct paths for the rain to seep through and hit the bench below. 'Whatever.' Akira thought, sitting down the wet bench after making a cushion with her jacket, which she swore to wash ASAP, and decided that she'd wait for the next bus and ask to take her back to the town so she could switch her direction and go the right way to the house. She didn't have her phone with her, or anything but that red umbrella, for that matter, so she sat patiently, hoping that the next flash of lightning and booming of thunder wouldn't happen until she made it back to the house.

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Drip. The sweet aroma of baked goods filled Daisuke's nose, as he let out a sigh of pure relief. So...quiet...This is perfect

As he awaited the arrival of his treats, he pondered on the days events. I can't believe I'm back. Daisuke was tricked into coming back to the place of his childhood, this in itself wasn't the issue. The issue was, mostly, the circumstances of this little visit, and the fact he would have cared for a warning of some kind.

But maybe not. Would Daisuke have come? Probably not. Why did he even trust that cunning woman in the first place? Drip. Though it was Daisuke's fault for trusting her. He should have at least asked what the hell she meant by friends. Sending him back to this town, filled with all these people. Drip.

Daisuke could have cared less if he ever made it here, in fact this whole situation was just so tiresome, and he would like to head back. But the words of his Aunt rang in his hear: "Daisuke! If you dare come back early, I will make you work with me at the beach house! Then you will have to interact with other people!"

And that was the end of it. Daisuke no longer had a word against anything she said, he accepted her threat and that was all. Still, he should have at least tired going back (that was what he was intentionally going to do). Though he was just to lazy to do it, so he came to the decision to just stay. Leaving his stuff at the house he headed to the town, and stopped at one of the old cafe's he enjoyed visiting as a child.

"Here you go, Pumpkin! I wiped up your favorite, on the house!" The old woman handed over Daisuke a freshly baked chocolate muffin with a cup of hot chocolate. Looking upwards, he saw that the old woman was giving him a sweet smile, she looked utterly proud of her work.

"You thought I forgot? How could I have forgotten the little boy who would walk up in here with sparkling eyes, as I made my famous chocolate muffins. You would always sit there so patiently just to get the first batch! Ahh~ the memories." Daisuke glanced down at the muffins and hot chocolate.

Slowly, he picked up the muffin; taking a bite, he sat there savoring the taste. A soft smile was visible on his face as he swallowed the sweet bread. His green eyes sparkled as he took the sweet drink, carefully sipping it. Soon a delightfully warm sensation spread throughout his body, causing Daisuke to take a sigh and lean comfortable back in his chair.

The old woman gave a spirited laugh,"I knew it! There's my little Daisuke! You haven't changed a bit from when you were a youngster! You were so cute and honest, just a piece of heaven! And then you would bring your friends. Oh, how happy you all looked." Daisuke stopped sipping his hot chocolate at the sound of the old woman's words. His eyes became blank and he laid the drink down.

The woman noticed Daisuke's reaction, patting his head, she gave him a loving smile. Daisuke sat there cozily, quietly eating, as the old woman sat down with him, and talked about the past while Daisuke sat and listened.

Glancing outside she gasped,"My goodness, its drizzling. How the time has passed! I hope it doesn't get any worse." Daisuke nodded as he too stared out the cafe's window. "Wait here Pumpkin, I have something for you." Daisuke gave another little nod as he was still focused on the window.

"Friends" were they all still friends? Not quite, not to Daisuke anyway. They all didn't actually end on the greatest note, but it wasn't like it was terrible either. It was like a bittersweet Reunion, if that was the right term.

I'm so tired...Daisuke should have been excited, right? But this whole event has just made Daisuke overly exhausted. Though getting to eat at this place has brought back good memories, despite everything that has happened.

Shuffling back, the old woman held a bag of candy in her hands, "Here you go Pumpkin. Know you be safe out there. And come back whenever you want some more food! I'll fill you right up!" The old woman gave Daisuke a tight hug, before waving him goodbye. Daisuke gave her a kind smile before gently placing the candy inside his backpack, mounting his bicycle, and taking off.

Have you ever had one of those days where you just don't want to go back. That is how Daisuke felt at the moment. The rain began to grow a bit heavier and the sky darker. To others Daisuke might have looked lost, but in fact he knew where he was going, he was going in the opposite direction of the house. He knew he had to turn back around, but he just didn't feel like it. He wanted to continue, he just wanted to think.

After what seemed like forever, Daisuke decided it would be best if he turned around and headed back. Upon readying himself to race back, he spotted a girl sitting on a broken down bench. Not really feeling in the mood to help her, he was about to leave, but after seeing how troubled she was, he sucked up his laziness and walked toward her.

Upon arriving closer, he came to recognize her face,"...Akira..." Daisuke had his same blank expression, but if one looked closer you could see his eyes were genuinely surprised.

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Akira had been staring out into the distance. Not even the pounding of the thunder scared her much since she wasn't focusing on it. In fact, she wasn't focusing on anything at all. Akira was lost in her own thoughts about when the hell that damned bus would arrive and she could actually get a ride back to the house. She'd be keeping her 'friends' waiting. Oh wait. She didn't have any friends.

Akira scowled to herself quietly, with frustration. Life where she lived sucked. She fell in love, got dumped, lost all her friends and now, here she is, lost on the country side where she'd supposed to be spending 100 days with her 'friends.' What friends were these people anyways? The ones back at her high school gave up on her. It's not like she had any friends left...

Well, except those few kids, from way back into her childhood... 'Dumb ass...' She thought to herself and rested her chin on the palm of her hand, still staring into the loud darkness. 'It's not like you'll ever see them again, or rather, even if you did, it's not like they'd remember you. I was probably just as bad as I am now....' She sighed, but realized what horribly negative thoughts she was thinking, and shoved them to the side. It was unlike her. Akira wasn't going to think that. 'I'm perfectly fine without them though. I just need to wait for that stupid bus to hurry up and arrive... It's been long enough already...' She grumbled, but just as she was going to doze off again, she heard a voice.

"...Akira..."

The voice she heard wasn't quite familiar. She didn't know who it was, and wasn't going to respond if she hadn't realized that this person in front of her had called out her name, even if it was in a low, quiet voice. This was enough to make her look up from the ground. "Listen, I don't know how you know what my name is-" Akira started her sentence, about to say to the guy in front of her to back off, thinking he was some sort of nighttime creep. But that face... Something about him reminded her of someone else; someone she knew from the far past. Then, it hit her.

The blonde haired girl opened her mouth to speak, to make a guess at who this guy was, but she was so uncertain. 'H-How long has it been since I've seen him? A couple of years right? So it's only natural that we all aged.' She thought to herself before rising from her seat. Her umbrella nearly hit the corroded 'roof' above her head and almost got knocked out of her hand when she spoke out loud. "Daisuke... Daisuke Wakeshima?" She asked, but she didn't even need an answer. Saying the name and looking at the him allowed her to confirm for herself that she was, indeed, correct.

"Oh my god... I haven't seen you since we all moved away from each other..." Akira said. Unexpectedly, she wasn't filled with any sadness that the two hadn't seen each other in a while. She did change a bit over the years, and that caused her to just feel... overwhelmed, and surprised, when she saw her old friend.

Friend....

"Wait, don't tell me-" Akira stopped herself midway through her sentence and took a few seconds to process things. 'Mom said that she'd send me here for the summer to spend time with a few of my old friends... She didn't mean this... did she?' "Hey, by chance..." She started, adjusting her grip on her umbrella, "By chance, you're not staying here for the summer with your - um - friends, are you, Daisuke?" Akira asked. If he was, then that would mean...