9th July / Talent / PG / Closed

[judgingyou]

Characters: Hiroto Imai and Daisuke Kudo
Time: After School
Location: School Corridor/Classroom

Hiroto was not pleased. He marched down the broad corridor, frown in place as he reflected on how the day went. He’d yet to meet someone decent… Everyone who approached him barely seemed worth his attention since none had showed significant talent. Class was easy, he had already learnt all that was talked about back at home, it was a waste to listen. 'Have I made a mistake coming here…?'

That train of depressing thought was interrupted by the sound singing sweeping through the corridor. His eyes opened as the music filled his ears; pleasing… soft, not a trace of vibrato present. He could tell it was a male voice, and those were rare to the brunette. So far he had only met female singers at the academy. Hiroto picked up the pace until he was nearly running, he knew that was rude but he didn’t care at the minute. He just wanted to know who this singer was before they left. Besides, it was already late, who was practising at this hour…

When the voice was loud enough, Hiroto found the classroom he was looking form. He leaned against the door as he tried to catch his breath but regretted it soon after, as the source of the singing stopped and turned to look at him in surprise.

(ooc: okay i tried to leave it open so you can do what you like... if it's too open i'll sort it out?)

[karina]

Having long arms was always a pleasure when you had to clean the blackboard. Today Daisuke was on classroom duties, and he was all alone. Technically he wasn't supposed to be alone, but he always told his 'partner' to go because he could do it himself. No one would pass up a chance to ditch duties, so Dai was left alone in the classroom. He liked it that way because he could sing in peace.

He had already taken out the trash and put away the textbooks, all he needed now was to finish cleaning the black board and sweep up the classroom, but it was a-okay because he was singing the whole time. Usually he would have been singing a bit quieter, but today the music in his headphones was playing so loudly that he had no idea exactly how loud he was singing.

The notes just flew out of him as he used the short broom as a pretend microphone, dancing around awkwardly and egging on his imaginary fans. When he did a spin he caught a glimpse of something that was not supposed to be there.

A person.

Dropping his imaginary mic, Dai instantly turned a deep shade of pink and stammered, "U-Uh, h-h-hello!"

(ooc: he was singing hey soul sister......./facepalm)

[judgingyou]

“That was you singing, correct?” Hiroto straightened himself out and paced forward a little. He stared sternly into the blue eyes of the other boy. Their flushed cheeks and messy violet hair looked bashful, but he noted it was sort of cute. He guessed some people could pull it off, but quickly erased the awkward thought from his mind before clearing his throat.

“My name’s Hiroto, I’m in the second grade, acting division. And you are…?” It was unusual for him to be so talkative, but maybe it would evoke some sort of friendly conversation with this new talent. The brunette walked closer, picked up the fallen broom and started sweeping quickly at the floors himself. It disgusted him that someone would leave a classroom it in such a state then rely on one person to clean it all up.

[karina]

Rubbing the back of his head Dai looked down at his feet, "Yeah that was me." Dai just had a habit of completely making a fool of himself in front of cute boys. Looking up at the other boy he smiled sheepishly, taking in how cute the boy actually was. His light brown hair and he had bright blue eyes... something the two had in common.

“My name’s Hiroto, I’m in the second grade, acting division. And you are…?”

"I'm Daisuke, I'm also in the second year, but I'm a singer... as you can see." He blushed again, pushing away the urge to cover his face.

Dai stammered and reached out to the other boy as he picked up his broom, softly brushing his finger tips against the boy's hand. He pulled away quickly, placing his hand to his own chest,"You don't have to do that..." He said reaching slowly for the broom.