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Usagi lowered her head at the sight of Minako entering the room late, and cringed when the teacher had berated her blond friend about being late. Usagi herself had gotten to school early that day--primarily because she couldn't really sleep the night before. It wasn't insomnia, far from it, actually. Probably because of something she had felt the night before. She decidedly shrugged it off, but if not for her plaguing dreams, she would have slept in and would have been late like Minako. It was strange--Luna had said nothing about anything related to the dream, as Usagi thought that perhaps her little feline guardian didn't really know what happened, or didn't consult the queen for assistance. Now that Chaos had been official sealed--or supposedly, because it returned to everyone's hearts--she hadn't much to worry about.
It's ironic now the lesser she had to worry about, the less she had to sleep in. Perhaps because she was so tired relentless when it came to battles. It was a strange phenomena, but she shrugged it off all the same. She could worry about all that later, she had all these surrounding social aspects to worry about and take care of--particularly when she was at the last year of high school with college or university waiting for her at the end of the road!
She saw from the edge of the binder that Minako had given her a glare--unfortunately, it seemed like Usagi's bad habit had somehow transferred from her to the other blond. Usagi really felt bad for her, since Minako seemed to be on the receiving end of all her bad habits. But who knows? Maybe Usagi would be the one late tomorrow--
--Ah, let's not jinx it. Hopefully, both of them would arrive on time.
On the subject of on time, she had taken a notice of a student coming in--a new student. She said her name was Outai, Outai Taibito. The girl had came off as rather aloof and cold, like Haruka and Michiru once were when they were in their senshi forms. Perhaps it was the loneliness in her eyes that had taken Usagi by surprise, and yet, the forever lone soldier aura she emitted hadn't made her feel shocked, but saddened. How could a girl like her hold so much pain and remorse? It was as though there was a very sad story--a very lonely yet violent past. Usagi couldn't help but feel extremely empathetic, and like Makoto once was, she would go and befriend the girl, much like she did all her friends. Usagi had given her a smile once she came in, but it was probably gone off unseen, however, she'd keep on going anyway.
It was something she was willing to do for someone like her. Perhaps Outai would be able to smile for once. A small but gentle smile appeared on her face as she poked her head out of her binder, still under the heated glare of Minako--unforgiving, but she knew it meant no harm.
"Psst--" She cupped the side of her face, the one facing the teacher. "That Taibito-san looks like she needs some cheering up." Her eyes sparkled a bit-- "Let's do something?"
Unfortunately, it hadn't gone unnoticed by the teacher, who called on Usagi, and gave Usagi a very stern look. One that Usagi couldn't help but wiggle uncomfortably under. It was one of those things where Usagi couldn't help but pray to whoever was listening to spare or, or something like that. Ms. Haruna did the same thing, too, but not as serious as that heated stern look the new teacher had given. Oh boy--she understood the pressure Minako was put under for being late.
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