Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140518222357/@comment-24416658-20140518224921

Samishii Ongaku looked around the area where he was. All he had was his bookbag on one arm, and his saxophone case in his other hand. He groaned. He did not want to do this. Moving from South America to Japan, and then getting a Japanese name, that would not be fun. This just made it worse.

''Calm yourself, just remember. Avoid people. That way I'll be fine! He he....''

Samishii hoped that this was a normal school. He'd heard enough about schools here to know that his music playing may someday come in handy. That is, if he could survive his social awkwardness long enough.

"Well, in any case, all I need to do is study..."

He sighed yet again, and started walking in the direction of school. Suddenly, he remembered his bicycle. Hopping on it, he tied his saxophone to the back, and biked off towards school. Hopefully.