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Hisakawa Chinatsu

"Time you enjoy wasting is not time wasted."

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a character in “The Reunion”, as played by Miss Nomer

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"People are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be."

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๏ผฆ๏ผต๏ผฌ๏ผฌ ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ
      Hisakawa Chinatsu [ไน…ๅท ๅƒๅค]

๏ผฎ๏ผฉ๏ผฃ๏ผซ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ(๏ผณ)
      Natsu-Chan [ๅค]

๏ผง๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผค๏ผฅ
      Upcoming Junior

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฒ
      Female

๏ผก๏ผง๏ผฅ
      Sixteen [16]

๏ผณ๏ผฅ๏ผธ๏ผต๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน
      Heterosexual

๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฉ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน
      50% Japanese || 50% Chinese


"I think cheerfulness follows a smile just as much as a smile follows cheerfulness."


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๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ T
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๏ผท๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
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๏ผจ๏ผก๏ผฉ๏ผฒ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Auburn

๏ผฅ๏ผน๏ผฅ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Brown

๏ผณ๏ผซ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ ๏ผด๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ
      Fair in the Winter, usually Slightly Tan by Summer time

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      Friends have described Chinatsu as a being similar to a chipmunk before, and this is not simply due to the fact that the energy crisis would be solved if only scientists could tap into her fidget-inducing energy reserves. Natsu is either small in stature, or only made friends with slightly taller kids at her current high school, but regardless of the case she often has to look up to, literally, her friends. What she lacks in height, though, Natsu tries to make up with in muscle. Unfortunately, her athleticism isn't quite that extreme, and so she comes out as a petite girl with auburn hair and terrible fashion sense. She only own a few outfits, and usually just cycles out her T-shirts with one or two pairs of jeans/shorts, depending on the weather. Her hair is already short to begin with, because she can't be bothered with styling, and is always kept in this strange partial bun that does very little for making her hair look neater. Luckily, Natsu doesn't really mind.





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      โœฆ Goofy โœง Energetic โœฆ Impulsive โœง Blunt โœฆ

      If Natsu were a character on an American sitcom of sorts, she would probably the goofy side character usually found in the form of a lovable uncle or clumsy friend. She would likely be some sort of comic relief, and that is just the way the young woman prefers for it to be. Her natural habitat is in a group of smiling people, even if she must make jokes at her own expense. Most of the time, however, her jokes are not the sort which put others down. Her humor is the slapstick and cheesy sort one finds in old movies, or might see mocked on TV. Natsu is a lover of corny jokes, cheesy pick up lines, and generally silly things. Always smiling herself, she tries to help those around her cheer up whenever they appear to be down. Even if she dislikes a person, Natsu prefers to see them smiling, simply because frowning silences and tears make her want to hide under a rock and not leave for a few hours. Like a court jester, her silliness makes her look the part of a fool, but in fact it hints at a deeper side which is more in tune to the feelings of others than one might think. Comedy is an art requiring empathy, after all. That doesn't mean she doesn't come across as rather foolish all the same, of course, in her typically harmless fun. Even if her humor did hide a greater depth, she would not show it --a common trait of funny young people is a fear that once they stop smiling, and others stop laughing, they will be left alone.

      Of course, she is so very energetic that such things seem impossible to apply to her. The young woman has had friends call her chipmunk due to her energy, and for good reason. When she was young, it meant she seemed to be in a constant state of motion and, well, that's still basically the case today. Now, she funnels it a bit more effectively into sports, but she never lost the tree-climbing, cold river swimming rural girl aspect of herself. Of course, this may just be because she, unlike many of her childhood friends, never really left the country side --she just relocated to another area of it. Anyway, her energy seems limitless, and has her ready to work after activities that might have exhausted others. Her energy, and the cheer that comes with it, is part of the reason that she was known as the happy go lucky one. It also got her into plenty of trouble when she couldn't sit still in class, or got carried away with things.

      Or, the more common consequence of her energy, Natsu tends to act on impulse. Perhaps afraid that life will miss her completely if she doesn't jump at every opportunity immediately, the young woman isn't the sort to properly think things out before making decisions. On the bright side, this means that she does not allow thoughts to consume her to the point of losing the chance and losing touch with the world. However, it still means that she can do foolish things because she did not consider the possible cons before saying yes. Perhaps she is somewhat impatient, and just can't understand well the concept of delayed gratification. It is most likely a combination of the two that has her swiftly making poor decisions just as frequently as she quickly makes good ones.

      Unfortunately, acting without thinking is not the only impulse problem the young woman has. She also speaks rather bluntly, though perhaps to a lesser extent than Akira, and seems to lack a filter at times. When it comes to herself, the girl is incredibly evasive, and yet she speaks her mind rather rashly when other subjects come up. Some find this frankness to be refreshing or funny, but plenty of others have told Natsu that she ought to learn to use her head for once. Such comments sting, of course, but that is one thought that miraculously manages to avoid being blurted out.


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      โœฆPE & Sports - Natsu seems to have boundless energy, and this transfers well over to classes like PE. She loves to be up and moving, which is probably why she has always loved sports.
      โœงDogs - In fact, Natsu has a pet golden retriever named Didi. She has always been a dog person, without a shadow of a doubt, and seems to be able to make friends with any dog she crosses paths with.
      โœฆExploring - Whether it be an abandoned building, a park, or simply a new friend's home, Natsu loves to explore new places. She can often be found climbing trees or wandering around looking for new places after school.
      โœงSmiles & Laughter - The cheerful young woman has never been the person comfortable with tension and overly serious atmospheres. She loves to see and make people laugh and smile, thinking happiness an easier state to be in.
      โœฆFood - All who know her can attest to the fact that Natsu is a bit of a glutton. Her mother often jokes that she will eat them out of their house and onto the streets. She simply loves food, and does so indiscriminately.


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      โœฆAcademics - Natsu knows all sorts of things. She can tell you how to best climb a tree, or the best way to eat a taco. But she can't tell you how to solve math problems or run an experiment. The girl has never done well in school, because she has difficulty focusing.
      โœงAwkward Silence - She has a difficult time enough dealing with comfortable silence, but the girl has no tolerance for awkward silences. She will always, always find some way to break them, even when it irritates people.
      โœฆSitting Still - There is a reason most classrooms don't sit well with Natsu: she can't focus while staying still at a desk. She hates to be stuck in one place, and needs to be always up and moving. This also means the girl fidgets quite a lot.
      โœงCrying - Very few people feel comfortable when a person cries around them, but for Natsu, such a thing is downright painful. She'll try her best to stop the tears, but if her efforts don't work immediately, she clams up, effectively paralyzed.
      โœฆFancy Clothing - Natsu has no qualms with people who dress nicely. She just can't do it herself, finding fancy clothing to be a pain. If she does by some miracle wear them, the clothing will likely be ruined within the hour. She has a low tolerance for clothing that restricts her movement.



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      โœฆSports - Because she's never done well in academics, Natsu always tried to make up for it by working hard in PE and sports. She's naturally energetic, and years of Basketball have made her athletic, as well. Unfortunately, she's still terrible at aiming kicks, and sinks in water. She's good at some sports, but hardly an athletic prodigy.
      โœงClimbing Trees - The outdoors are her playground, and trees have been her favorite jungle gym since youth. Thus, Natsu likes to add professional monkey and Olympic level tree climber to her credentials. You know, if someone were to ask for her credentials.
      โœฆFinding Things - She may not be a Hufflepuff, but the cheerful young woman is still a surprisingly good finder. It can probably be chalked up less to skill and more to dumb luck, to be honest. It isn't as though she's some secret master of deduction.
      โœงAbsolute Taste - Natsu burns anything she tries to cook, but she might make for an excellent food critic due to her superior sense of taste. She can guess ingredients from a single bite, and tends to be dead on. Too bad this hasn't really benefited her much in life, except for impressing some people at restaurants.
      โœฆTelling Jokes - Want to hear a knock knock joke? A cheesy pun? A Lame pickup line? Natsu has a filing cabinet in her mind for such things, because that's a much better use of memory than silly things like the quadratic formula.

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      โœฆPoor Academic - As has been stated, the classroom setting is not for Natsu. She can't sit still, can't focus, and can't make the grades she'd like to be making. That's why she's resigned herself to a C average, at best.
      โœงImpulsive - Natsu, to be frank, is more of a doer than a thinker. She tends to act before planning, partially because she's afraid that hesitation will cause her to miss opportunities. Besides, when she thinks ahead, she becomes anxious, and when she becomes anxious, Natsu's mood drops. She tries to avoid this.
      โœฆPoor Under Pressure - Some people can keep a cool head at all times. Natsu is not one of those people. Seeing people cry makes her clam up, and similar problems only make her more nervous. She becomes even more jittery than useful, and unless cheering people up can solve things, is rendered useless.
      โœงEvasive - Talking about other people? Sure, that's right in Natsu's alley. However, ask her questions about any problems she may have, and she becomes suddenly passive. Natsu doesn't do well with issues of herself, and it shows in the way she dodges questions and any signs of concern.
      โœฆSingle-Minded - When Natsu does something, she goes all the way with it. The girl is incapable of multitasking without neglecting one of the tasks, and will surely screw it up if someone tries to have her juggle things. She tends to power her way through one thing at a time, like heroes in movies who fight one henchmen at a time.

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      โœฆSnakes - As far as Natsu is concerned, this needs no explanation. There is one, however: she was bitten as a child, and it hurt like crazy, and she's jumped on chairs at the sight of snakes ever since.
      โœงNever Amounting To Anything - No, Natsu doesn't have some high achieving sibling to compare herself to. That doesn't change the fact that she knows her grades don't make the cut, and she has convinced herself that all she'll amount to in life is "Would you like fries with that?"
      โœฆClaustrophobia - Sitting still and being cooped up inside is bad enough for the girl, but put her in a small space, such as a closet or even just beneath a bed, and her blood runs cold. She was once accidentally locked in a closet, and found half an hour later, passed out.





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      Hisakawa Rei - Father - Alive - 45
      Hisakawa Meiyun - Mother - Alive - 43
      Liao Ah & Liao Chun - Maternal Grandparents - Alive - 75/68

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      Natsu comes from a relatively happy family, as far as her parents go. The two of them met each other while both were studying in America, and even married while there. Natsu's paternal grandparents were perfectly okay with this, which is perhaps why they moved to Japan instead of China, where her mother was born. Her mother's parents, wealth individuals, were horrified to find that their daughter had married a Japanese man, having grown up themselves being told stories of the atrocities the Japanese had committed towards the Chinese. For this reason, Natsu has never known her grandparents, and her mother rarely even speaks of home, becoming rather somewhat upset whenever the subject threatens to come up. Her grandparents aside, Natsu did grow up happily in a rural area in Japan. Her mother is a school teacher and her father a doctor --they moved to the small town so that he could run his own practice while Meiyun taught at a local school. This is the town in which Natsu would make those childhood friends who created treasured memories in her mind. It was there, as well, that she would face her first fights and such, as the friend group gradually tore itself apart, only assisted by the fact that they all fractured and moved away.

      Even she was guilty of this, pulled away when her father decided he wanted to move his practice to another town, because her mother was not feeling well and this town was known for a hot springs that was supposedly good for relaxation and rejuvenation. Thus, Natsu was pulled away while her friend group splintered, everyone leaving while things were at their worst. Secretly, she was relieved, because the tension had begun to eat away at her. Even as a child, Natsu never dealt well with tension and pressure. Watching it all build up and put a weight on the shoulders of the girl accustomed to being up in the clouds. When she relocated, that weight remained for a while, though she still smiled and joked of course, because she was quite certain that no one would want to befriend a gloomy girl. And with the friends that she made through class and through the basketball team [herself being the shortest member], the weight was gradually chipped away. She was genuinely happy once more, only a few pebbles still resting upon her shoulders --much more manageable then it had felt before. She'd occasionally think back to her friends, but of course this school brought other problems with it. As she entered high school, the inevitable which she always had dreaded happened: grades began to matter, and hers were not getting any better.

      Her parents tried hiring her a tutor, but it didn't help any. Even with extra studying, she couldn't focus during the tests, and would end up barely scraping by. She felt hopeless, and lacked her previous support group, for her new friends did not know her well enough for her to rely on them. So she did the common thing: made jokes at her own expense about the grades, joking about how stupid she was, and winning chuckles or smiles. Hardly the best way to deal with it, of course. She stopped showing her parents her grades, as well, and it seemed as though ignoring the problem would be enough to make it go away. Ever since youth, thinking of the future too much had made her impossibly anxious, and living in the precious present avoided that pain. She was very good at avoiding things.

      And perhaps her parents had picked up on this, given that they decided she needed a return to the place she had once adored. They somehow made contact with the other parents of her childhood friends, and organized for the cottage in the summer. Natsu, in her usual way, is equal parts thrilled and nervous, but the thrilled is what shines, through, and what will continue to be seen, unless everything breaks. And that's what she's nervous about --people didn't leave on good terms, after all. Besides, she wasn't sure she wanted to see a specific boy after all these years. She'd always sort of worried he'd found her annoying, and a strained friendship would give him the release to admit it to her face.


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      Dษชแด€สŸแดษขแดœแด‡ CแดสŸแดส€ โœฆ #59B571

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      Fแด€แด„แด‡ CสŸแด€ษชแด โœฆ Yui Yuigahama [SNAFU]

      Pแดส€แด›ส€แด€สแด‡แด… Bส โœง Miss Nomer

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      character basic form ยฉ aurei
      modified form เชฝเซฎเซจฮ‘
      edited, modified form Luna Delta


So begins...

Hisakawa Chinatsu's Story

Characters Present

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

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Hisakawa Chinatsu Character Portrait: Satoru Laussen Character Portrait: Hiroko Miyamato

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Feeling: Excited | Curious --> Confused
Location: Town Cafe --> House; Countryside

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Typically, Natsu tries to avoid being the sort of person who allows themselves to become wrapped up in the past or the future, preferring to focus on the immediate present. However, when her mother drops her off at the tiny food place near the house where she will be spending the summer, the young woman can't help but be hit by waving rolls of nostalgia. She has always gathered familiarity about places from the feeling of the air and the smell, rather than the sights and sounds, and this place seems to have been frozen in time for all it has changed. While many of her friends moved to other countries or to further away parts of Japan, Natsu's family had actually stayed rather close to her hometown. Despite this, the young woman has not come back since all those years ago, when her closest friends fractured and fled. She is not, after all, one to relive pleasant memories. Cheerful though she may be, the girl is prone to avoidance of things like this. Perhaps evasion is the secret behind her optimism --that would be a rather unfortunate thing, though.

It hadn't been raining when her mother had brought her, and so Natsu had requested to be dropped off first at a food place which she remembered from her youth. This had come as no surprise to Mrs. Hisakawa, because her daughter had continued to have something of a bottomless stomach, a trait not lost when she left her hometown. The weather seemed nice enough, and so she dropped her off, warning Natsu to be very careful on her walk to the home, and to purchase an umbrella because the weather forecast had predicted showers tonight.

Of course, careless as she is, Natsu ignored this advice, and after eating until she was perfectly full, and thus rather content, Natsu left the food store and followed the directions to the house. It had become rather dark already, the sun setting more quickly than she had expected it to, and Natsu is almost inclined to regret not being driven all the way up to the house. Luckily, she is one who tends to pack light, even for such a long vacation, and the bags she carries are not overly heavy. Sports have made her strong, but dragging around lots of bags for the entire walk would have been a pain.

The walk, however, was destined to become torturous anyway, for as she was heading down there, perhaps half an hour away [not a thing she minded, for the girl loves to walk outdoors, and watch the fireflies and stars], those predicted showers suddenly attacked. Natsu immediately rushed beneath one of the few trees still around, and resolved to wait until the storm passed. She hoped, and therefore made herself believe, that it was merely a flash flood and would pass quickly.

Unfortunately, her hopes were predictably unfounded, and the rain continued its assault against the earth while she waited. After twenty minutes passed, Natsu steeled her resolve and decided that a little rain had never caused much damage to anyone. After all, she to this day often runs around and plays in the rain, childish though it may be, and the only difference here is that she has bags to carry while she runs.

So, this is what Natsu decides to do: run. What would have been a thirty minute walk thus becomes a fourteen minute run, and she crosses the two or so miles thankful for the fact that her track team often made members run even in the rain, so it does not cause her to slip and fall. Well, not until the very end, when a poorly placed mud spot sends Natsu slipping onto the ground just before she reaches the house. She manages to catch herself, but mud still splatters against her legs, hands, arms, and part of her torso.

But Natsu merely grins, happy enough that she had managed to catch herself before receiving a full mud facial. Some people pay for those, after all,
she tells herself, standing up. Positivity aside, she is glad that a shower is now only a few feet away. It has yet to occur to Natsu that, if she were going with her friends, they could have just carpooled. Thus, she has no suspicions when she walks into the house, and at the sight of the shoes, makes guesses at who it may be.

"Those shoes. . .Ryu-kun, you're part of this?" she calls out happily, opening up the door.

But it is not Ryu-kun, a friend from the boys' basketball team, that she finds inside. Rather, it is a boy and a girl that for a moment she does not recognize, both seeming to stare at each other.

As realization dawns, Natsu drops her [muddy] bags on the ground next to her, eyes wide and smile slightly faded due to the shock. But the smile, her old friend, jumps back almost immediately, and her normal expression is back in place.

"Wow, it's like walking into a dramatic movie," she jokes in order to conceal her own sudden confusion and nervousness at the sight of them.

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Character Portrait: Hisakawa Chinatsu Character Portrait: Satoru Laussen Character Portrait: Aiko Fujimura Character Portrait: Hiroko Miyamato

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"Caring - about people, about things, about life -
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Feeling: Calm | Woozy --> Nervous
Location: Airport --> House; Countryside

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Aiko sighed as her and her mother were picked up from the airport by a driver. It had been a long flight from England and she and her mother were both exhausted, though unlike herself, Aiko's mother had gotten some sleep on the flight. Her mother looked at her and smiled softly. She ushered her along to the car and helped her lift all her luggage into the back. Of course, her mother only let her carry the light bags. She hated being babied.

Aiko sat next to her mother quietly as she yammered on about how this was going to be 'a great experience' and 'a time to rekindle connections'. Aiko played with her dress nervously, though her face didn't show it. She was currently riding to what could be her doom.

During spring, her mother had been jittery and more enthused than Aiko had ever seen her before they moved to Europe. Whenever she had asked about it, her mother had just given her a secretive smile and told her to be patient and to wait. Aiko just ignored it and continued on with her pointlessly boring existence, but by the end of spring, her mother let it all blow. She told her that she would be going back to Japan for the summer to meet up with some old friends. Where this would have enthused most normal teenagers, Aiko was, of course, not normal.

You see, Aiko had been diagnosed with tuberculosis, a disease that affected the lungs and caused pain and sometimes death. This was why her family had moved to Europe, to get treatment at better institutions. Of course, it was under the ruse that they were moving to be closer to her fathers family. They hadn't told anyone as they didn't want to worry, especially her friends, since by the some she had been ready to move, they had all been splitting apart anyways. She thought she would have never seen them again in her lifetime. So when her mother said that she would be leaving the hospital room that she had called home for the past years, to go meet her 'friends', Aiko knew she wasn't talking about the other patients who were her acquaintances.

So now, here she was, on her way to see the people who she had said goodbye to before. The people who's faces were pushed to the rarest reaches of her mind. It made her feel woozier than normal.

Halfway through the ride it had begun to rain, so when they stopped her mother offered to help her walk to the house where she would be staying. She refused quietly, took the offered umbrella and got out of the car. Her mother helped her slide the bags around her shoulders, while also balancing a rolly-suitcase and said umbrella. She wouldn't usually pack so much, but she had to account for medicines.

"Goodbye Mother. Take care of yourself properly until I come back." She said, nodding to her mothers smiling face. The woman laughed. "You are telling this to me?" She asked, still tittering away. "Of course dear... You take care of yourself too." Her mother smiled softly, but turned serious, "If anything happens, you call right away. Don't forget to take your medicine, don't do anything too strenuous, and-" She ranted on until Aiko butted in. "I know mother. Farewell."

Aiko turned and carefully ambled down the rainy, wet path. She liked the smell of rain. It was so fresh. She tried to focus on this, rather than the impending doom ahead of her.

When she arrived at the house, she could see three pairs of shoes already there. She let out a shaky breath and padded inside of the room.

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Character Portrait: Hisakawa Chinatsu Character Portrait: Satoru Laussen Character Portrait: Aiko Fujimura Character Portrait: Kobi Burkov Character Portrait: Hiroko Miyamato

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Location: Taxi Cab โ‡ข House | Countryside


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With the side of his forehead resting on the car door window, Kobi gazed out and watched the rain splatter everywhere as if the clouds were small children who dropped their ice cream on the floor. Rain drops pitter-pattered against the window as his thoughts were drowned by the music playing through his headphones; Monster by Nightcore. The flight from Moscow, Russia to Japan took under ten hours which was still one hell of a flight for Kobi. He wasn't afraid of heights or to travel by plane and he had been placed in first class seating. The only problem was the lack of sleep he got because a small child kept kicking and screaming about how she wanted to go home. The kid was obviously petrified of flying so why her parents decided to put her on a plane with them was baffling to Kobi. Tracing his thoughts back to the present, 'Why on earth am I in Japan?' It was the same rhetorical question he had been asking himself ever since his father informed him of the summer vacation he would be spending with his friends. Really, it all just seemed strange to him. He didn't have any female friends due to the fact that he attended an all male private academy and his friends only spoke Russian. Sure they took a class to learn Japanese but so did Kobi and his friends knew they could just get an easy A by copying off of him. Whatever the reason his friends wanted to spend summer vacation in Japan, Kobi just hoped those idiots didn't expect to depend on him for translating and getting foreign girls' phone numbers for them.

Kobi lifted his eyelids slightly as the yellow vehicle slowly stopped moving. He lifted his head up a bit but his effort failed, he was just too tired. So tired that the poor taxi driver had to step out into the rain just to open Kobi's door and help him out of the cab. The man had mentioned the path was too narrow to drive up so the blonde would have to walk the rest of the way. "Thank you.." Kobi muttered as he handed the taxi driver the money he owed him then pulled his luggage out of the cab though he forgot, or rather didn't bother, to give the man a nice tip for the service he was provided. His mother use to always bug him about being polite and tipping hard workers like waitresses, taxi drivers, and fast food delivery service. Kobi always thought his mother was completely and utterly silly for thinking this way. In his mind manners should only be bothered to use when you want something from someone, want someone to like or respect you, and when your around people of higher status. Then again, many people have commented on his logical thinking and have said that it was too cold, whatever that meant.

The rain kept pouring down from the sky and after putting up his umbrella, Kobi's blonde hair had already started to stick to his forehead from the heaping rain it was exposed to seconds before. The only bright side was being out of that cab. The blonde always felt sick when being in a vehicle for too long. He would always be fine, no matter how long, when he was the one doing the driving but it was a different story when he was a passenger. If he remembered correctly, it had to do something with not feeling comfortable with lack of control, well that's what his father said. Not wanting to spend all his time standing in the rain, Kobi began to walk down the narrow pathway that would soon lead to the house, with his wheeled luggage bag dragging behind.

Arriving to the house, Kobi stepped under the roof to get away from the rain although really his body was already shielded from the raindrops by his yellow-ish green colored umbrella. Before stepping inside the house, he took a brief moment to breathe in the air that surrounded him. It smelt fresh and cooling because of the rain that was mixed in. He enjoyed the smell but cut his relaxation short as he shut the umbrella and opened the door. Though as he stepped in, to his surprise, he found four people he once referred to as friends years ago, in his midst. Kobi, now entered the house fully, set his luggage bag to the side near the wall of the opening of the door and slipped his shoes off then set them by the door. "Why are you all here.." He wasn't really asking a question, since it was obvious to him how this all happened, but he had nothing else to say that came to mind. What was he supposed to say anyway? He examined the faces that occupied the room, some more familiar than others. He didn't know what kind of psychology trick his father was trying to pull on him, but right now it did not seem amusing.

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Character Portrait: Hisakawa Chinatsu Character Portrait: Satoru Laussen Character Portrait: Aiko Fujimura Character Portrait: Kobi Burkov Character Portrait: Hiroko Miyamato

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"Hello? Anyone in he-.." Satoru heard a girl's voice as he began to doze off into some sort of sleep while he sat up right. He was tired after all, and for a moment, he thought the voice was in his head, that he was imagining things because he was that tired from the ride. But he knew he wasn't imagining things when he heard the voice a second time. "I-... Uhm... You wouldn't happen to be..."

Satoru opened his eyes and saw a girl he found to look a bit familiar. He squinted, wondering if it was just one of the girls from the country side that he didn't know. But even if that was the case... 'Why does she seem to recognize me then?' Satoru sat up straighter and then heard her ask, "...Ruru? I-I mean... Satoru?... Wait, no, I like Ruru better."

"W-What?" Satoru asked with confusion. How'd she know his name? Did they know each other? He watched her as she removed her hood, revealing her face and hair, and that's when he thought he knew who he was facing. "You're... not Hiroko, are you? From elementary school?" He guessed, as it had been years since he saw her, or any of his past friends for the matter, before he moved to Australia. 'No one else would call me that name, and no one else would even know that name to begin with so-'

Something dropped on the floor and Satoru instantly turned his head to look at what it was. It was a bag, but it wasn't his, or Hiroko's. He saw shoes first, and then made his way up to her face. "Wow, it's like walking into a dramatic movie."

'You've got to be joking.' Satoru thought to himself. He was already feeling overwhelmed. It couldn't be a mistake that the first girl was Hiroko Miyamoto and that this one was, "Hisakawa... Chinatsu?" More footsteps sounded like they were coming from outside, and Satoru got to his feet when the third person walked in. "Aiko? You're- Wait- Why-" Satoru tried to find a way to start his sentences. He wanted to ask why they were all here, where his 'friends' were supposed to be, and many more questions.

Who knew what emotions were going through him at the time. Three of his friends from elementary that he used to see and talk with every day had suddenly showed up during the summer, after so many years of having not seen each other from before. Happiness, sadness, pain, excitement; all those feelings he felt at once, one overlapping with another. It prevented him from showing any other emotion than confusion on his face, and say anything but stuttering fragments of his sentences.

Then, a fourth person showed up, but this one he wasn't as excited to see as the others.

"Why are you all here.." Kobi, from many years ago, asked the group. Satoru didn't have to double check to know who this guy was. They didn't end things well between the two when they separated, and Satoru hadn't forgotten their 'rivalry.'

Regardless, it wasn't a time to start arguing with him when there were other things to ask. He frowned when he saw his face, but wiped that look away to one that he would always make when he a child, which was basically, with little emotion. "I haven't seen you guys in ages... But yeah, why are you guys here?" He asked the group, "It's not like this was a coincidence or anything-" He then realized the obvious; those were his friends that his mother was talking about, not the ones from Australia.

Satoru didn't say anything about that realization, but he did grumble out of no where, for a reason on he seemed to have known.

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Character Portrait: Hisakawa Chinatsu Character Portrait: Satoru Laussen Character Portrait: Aiko Fujimura Character Portrait: Kobi Burkov Character Portrait: Hiroko Miyamato

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"People are usually about as happy as they make
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Feeling: Nervous | Happy | Hopeful
Location:House; Countryside

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As more people enter the house, Natsu has the clarity of mind to at least move out of the way. She picks her bag back up and walks into a more open area so as not to block the door anymore. For a moment, she can only stare at everyone with that stupid smile on her face, the one that instinctively clings onto her features for dear life when she is in a situation which might induce anxiety or worry. Even when she is not cheerful, few and far between as those states might be, she comes across as so to those who cannot the subtle nuances in her expressions. Of course, the smile is lopsided, a common trait among expressions which are less than completely sincere. There are a few moments before her mind suddenly kicks back into action, processing the fact that Aiko, one of her dearest childhood friends, is the one who has entered, and that Satoru-kun has begun to speak, breaking that brief, heavy silence which had hung over their heads after her dim, or she now thinks of it as dim in hindsight, comment.

There is a certain comfort in the fact that she is not the only one taken off guard by this. However, she wonders how the others can be so shocked. Didn't Satoru move to Australia? Aiko to England? Hiroko to Russia? How could they be brought here, and think nothing of it? Natsu faults herself for not realizing as well, but she has the excuse of living near to here. A summer trip in her childhood home with friends would not have seemed so strange, given the relatively short distance between here and her current home.

But these are all processing in the back of her mind, for on the level just above the surface her mind has gone very nearly blank. Satoru is the first to manage out words of proper recognition, ignoring Natsu's brightly stated comment from earlier, and this is hardly a surprise. He and Kobi had always seemed to lead the group, in some form or another. That is why Hiroko and Valeraine had both been smitten with him --something that Natsu had been rather late in realizing, despite being close friends with Valeraine. She'd always been slow with such things, and in many ways continues to be, although to a lesser extent.

Natsu is in a cross between the sort of nervousness that eats at one's stomach and the happiness that threatens to bubble out in uncontrollable laughter. Some secret part of Natsu had always wanted to see her friends once more, though it was likely pushed down in favor of focusing on the present and the future. She wonders if Valeraine will be here as well, but her thoughts, easily distracted, are disrupted by the entrance of yet another person: Kobi. Instantly her gaze flickers towards Satoru, for she remembers quite well the rivalry that had burned between the two boys back in youth.

Ignoring Satoru's grumble, Natsu merely blinks for a second, before finally spreading her smile a bit more and responding, happy to keep conversation going because it eases the tension that pulls tightly across the atmosphere. "My mom told me I'd be staying with friends," she responds cheerily, or as cheerily as she can manage, which is an impressive degree under these circumstances. "I hadn't thought it would be you, though. I take it I'm not the only one expecting someone else," this is the sort of plan she wouldn't put past her parents.

Internally, she can't help but thank her mom and dad a bit. She just wishes they would have given her some clue, first. While she is friends with all here, Natsu's gaze stops at Aiko. Her smile becomes sillier, more sincere. "Aiko! How was England? Rainy?"

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