Ji-Yeon had kept her promise to herself; the previous night had been the only night she had truly been nice towards Sung-Jun. The following morning, she continued to shove him away. She had more on her mind then him. Particularly her duties as a sailor-suited female of justice. She had been doing a lot of thinking lately, and it only helped her realize how useless she was. Ji-Yeon took a lot of pride in the sphere she had been selected for; Healing that was. In the future, she knew it would be able to save people, which was what she loved doing. However, as she was still a novice at these things, she truly just felt helpless. Since the night Ji-Yeon had her fate changed, from her most recent encounters with youma, she had always received help from another, be it a civilian, a guardian kitty, or a fellow senshi. This fact depressed her, so, that morning Meadowviewers returned from their Winter Break, Ji-Yeon set off with a mission.
The obnoxiously loud bell echoed in her ears, marking the end of the school day. Finally, Ji-Yeon thought. Every second had felt like an hour. Eagerly, she jumped out of her chair, hastily grabbed her bag, and dashed out of the classroom and into the school's courtyard running directly towards the bulletin board. Posted there were a list of the school clubs. She needed something with physical activity, heavens no, not sports. Ji-Yeon had terrible hand-eye coordination, she'd kill someone in the process of throwing a ball. Art? No, she'd come home with paint in her hair! Literature? Though Ji-Yeon enjoyed reading from time to time, the thought of "reading in-between the lines" sent chills up and down her back. Culinary? That would be a nightmare; she'd burn down the school in a matter of minutes. Wasn't there anything good?! Wrestling? Oh my goodness, that would be the last thing Ji-Yeon would volunteer herself to do.
Then, there it was, like a shining beacon of hope. Tae-Kwon-Do! Of course, why hadn't she thought of it before? It'd make her parents proud, for embracing her Korean heritage, and she'd be learning self defense! Looking back at the sheet of paper once more, Ji-Yeon dragged her finger across from where Tae-Kwon-Do club was written; the club was located in the General-Purposes Room #1. She prayed that they had sturdy maps, it was written down in stone that she'd be falling down some dozen times.
"H-h-hello?" Ji-Yeon meekly inquired.
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