[Wataru smiles, enigmatic and strange, a hand running in a nervous habit down the braid at his side. It feels like Eichi has come to interrogate, rather than to meet him at some happy midpoint, but he holds the smile as best he can, as if still anticipating a small victory.
Please, please let this be a victory. He can't stand the trials anymore. He'll change courses mid-year if he has to, if this doesn't work out. Or maybe he'll change schools. He's heard good things about a few other choice academies his former peers went to after second year's difficulties.
He raises his chin defiantly, but only a little, trying to stay somewhat friendly.]
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[Wataru smiles, enigmatic and strange, a hand running in a nervous habit down the braid at his side. It feels like Eichi has come to interrogate, rather than to meet him at some happy midpoint, but he holds the smile as best he can, as if still anticipating a small victory.
Please, please let this be a victory. He can't stand the trials anymore. He'll change courses mid-year if he has to, if this doesn't work out. Or maybe he'll change schools. He's heard good things about a few other choice academies his former peers went to after second year's difficulties.
He raises his chin defiantly, but only a little, trying to stay somewhat friendly.]
Have you come prepared to bare all?