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Feb. 7th, 2018 09:57 pmpartyleader [She doesn't pay much attention as the welcome ceremony progresses. Topping her current score in Gala Omega is a lot more important, and that'll be a lot less likely of a success if she's listening to her introduction to the school.
It doesn't really matter that much, after all, does it? Nanami knows it's a special school for people with great talents. She supposes she has to fall into that category since she's never lost to anyone, but she herself is not particularly special or anything. She just likes games a lot and is good with them, and they're a lot easier to understand than people.
Things have probably winded down now, though, because she can pick up the sound of multiple footsteps around her. It must be over, then. Nanami waits a moment as other students bustle around her, waiting for the perfect timing to pause... There. Finally, she glances up-
It's chance, perhaps, that her eyes meet the young man's. Later, after she knows, perhaps it's more fitting to call it luck. But her breath catches in her throat - she feels a warmth spreading along the inside of her wrist, and when her gaze flicks down, she sees it.
The star shaped mark that's been there since she was born... It's glowing. And she knows what that means.
Shyly, she raises her gaze to his.]
You're...
It doesn't really matter that much, after all, does it? Nanami knows it's a special school for people with great talents. She supposes she has to fall into that category since she's never lost to anyone, but she herself is not particularly special or anything. She just likes games a lot and is good with them, and they're a lot easier to understand than people.
Things have probably winded down now, though, because she can pick up the sound of multiple footsteps around her. It must be over, then. Nanami waits a moment as other students bustle around her, waiting for the perfect timing to pause... There. Finally, she glances up-
It's chance, perhaps, that her eyes meet the young man's. Later, after she knows, perhaps it's more fitting to call it luck. But her breath catches in her throat - she feels a warmth spreading along the inside of her wrist, and when her gaze flicks down, she sees it.
The star shaped mark that's been there since she was born... It's glowing. And she knows what that means.
Shyly, she raises her gaze to his.]
You're...
