The weather can be fickle, Arashi Shirakumo knows that better than most.
When she joins Class 1-A, she expects life to be much of the same, everchanging bullshit. Simple in it's monotony.
Reality is anything but simple however, and she finds herself...
The breeze picks up stray petals and leaves as it batters against the windows...
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"The library?" Arashi is currently sitting in her chair in the classroom, working to put away the thick booklet of offers she got from the Sports Festival.
Sachiko stands next to her desk, arms crossed and a smirk gracing her face. She shifts her weight, reaching to the desk behind her to grab the equally thick booklet from the desk she sat them on. Arashi finished buckling her bag as Sachiko responds, "Yeah! We can go over our offers there!"
"Wouldn't it be a bit counterproductive if we can't actually voice our excitement? Why not the pavilion outside the library? It's a beautiful day out, and it won't rain as far as I can tell." Sachiko pauses, thinking it over. Then she laughs, slamming her fist down onto her palm.
"Fuck yeah! The pavilion it is! Let's go Aria!" Sachiko reaches out to Aria, grabbing her by the shoulders and shoving her out the door. Aria tries to protest, digging her heels in the ground but they go right over Sachiko.
It had been a while since their little fight, but no one really spoke on it like Arashi would have hoped. And by the looks of it, neither are exactly over it either. Sachiko liked to show her fondness with the creative nicknames she comes up with. For Arashi, she's simply Rash, or weather vane. Aria is normally Pinkie, but she's forgone that nickname for just her name. It's...a weird unspoken tension between the two, and Arashi doesn't really know how to go about it.
She decides to leave it alone for now. They're friendly with one another, and it's common to have some inter squabble between friends. Or at least, that's what she heard. Arashi hasn't had many friends growing up, she had her softball team and even then she wasn't that close. Her classmates at U.A however...They were likely going to be around for the long term, after highschool and in the field. It'd be foolish to not be friends with the people that could potentially save your life, or help you out.
So Arashi stays quiet, slinging her bag around her shoulder and jogs to catch up with them. Even with the surprising amount of offers she'd been given, Arashi still feels their oppressive weight on her shoulders. They had limited time to choose their internships, and Arashi was afraid she wouldn't have the time to thoroughly research them like she'd hope to. She had considered just taking any intern spots that one of her friends got, but as far as they were concerned, everyone was off to different places. Tenya is out of the question, and as for the girls? Well Arashi figured she'd find out now anyways.
Arashi hasn't received any news on how Saika viewed her performance, how really anyone viewed her performance, and it was unnerving to say the least. Still, Kōko's words from yesterday hang in her mind.
" If you're worried about what happened yesterday, don't be"
Arashi still doesn't know what to make of it. Was he trying to allude to Saika's decision? Or had he simply caught on to her nervousness about getting offers at all?
