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In the heart of Tokyo lies Hakuho Elite University, an extension of the renowned Hakuho High School.
Catering to Japan's wealthiest and most talented students, the university combines traditional Japanese elegance with modern amenities. Here, students receive world-class education and mentorship, preparing them to become the nation's future leaders.
The university grounds were bustling with students, either rushing to the cafeteria, or occupied with club activities, or simply walking around.
Amongst them, a solitary figure was seen walking down the path leading towards the gardens of the college. The black haired student is sported wearing headphones around her neck, her short hair as well as the long, purple tassel earring that dangled from her left ear swaying gently with with each gust of breeze, her pale lavender colored eyes, shadowed by the baseball cap, were focused on her phone while her other hand remained buried in her pocket.
Despite being occupied by the device, her awareness of the environment around her never dimmed. Her steps, silent as a shadow, made no sound as she continued trudging down the stone path. She could feel multiple gazes flicker towards her lone figure, some whispers and giggles, but she paid it no mind.
After all, Hoshino Seika was used to them. Being someone who comfort, she usually wore baggy clothes that completely hid her figure beneath them, which was the goal (not that she had much of a chest either), and so, a lot of people speculated on their own that she was a boy. And of course, she was perceived as a pretty boy by other students, hence why the giggles.
Because they like her.
Not that she minds, really. Women are fine as hell, and she probably pulls more than some guys ever could, but still, for someone as introverted as her, she really would've liked to be left alone and not in the center of attention, but it is what it is.
Although she's kind of popular, others are too intimidated by her stoic expression and the cold aura around her, so she's thankful for that. Plus, she just doesn't care.
Hopefully no one talks to me today.
Just as she was walking by the newly formed football pitch, her eyes flickered to the artificial grass for a moment, lingering on the net of the goal for a moment before she looked back upfront. Pity there isn't one for girls.
Now that I think of it, there wasn't a football club in this university. Someone formed it huh....should I form one for girls?She adjusted her backpack straps, mind drifting.
