explosiveKitten
Fanfic Kitty
A disheveled young woman stood in the crowd, looking absolutely mystified by the expensive looking courtyard around her. Along with all the hoity-toity kids standing around her, she felt horribly out of place.
Kiyomi definitely did not belong here. How in the fresh hell did Kito manage to get her into this school? This looked more like a modeling agency than anything else- That girl’s sunglasses were probably more expensive than Kiyomi’s entire outfit! Is that a PRADA PURSE? Even more important, IS IT REAL? What even IS this place?! Gucci? Louboutins?! What, were these kids being driven around in Maseratis?! And what was that about a 4.6 grade point average? If that was the case Kiyomi was gonna be done with this place pretty quick.
She continued to look around as people started to move around, finding their own cliques, the obviously-rich kids gravitating towards each other, while she was awkwardly standing in the middle of the courtyard, sticking out like a sore thumb in her messy dress-shirt and shaggy hairdo.
It didn’t take too long to notice some stares, so she quickly turned on a heel and just walked over to the closest group of people. This fish-girl looked interesting, let’s go talk to her.
Kiyomi kind of skirted around the group, awkwardly looking for a way to insert herself into the conversation, before eventually just giving up and metaphorically shoving her way in.
“Pardon me, terrible manners I know, but I got sick of being starred at because I was off standing by myself, so I hope you don’t mind that I’m inserting myself into your conversation. Hi, I’m Kiyomi.” She started, sticking her arm into the circle for a handshake, her wrapped silk appendage looking odd and layered as she did so.
“By the way, I gotta say. You? You look awesome.” She said directly to fish-girl.
FireMaiden L3n Zamasu Prince_
Kiyomi definitely did not belong here. How in the fresh hell did Kito manage to get her into this school? This looked more like a modeling agency than anything else- That girl’s sunglasses were probably more expensive than Kiyomi’s entire outfit! Is that a PRADA PURSE? Even more important, IS IT REAL? What even IS this place?! Gucci? Louboutins?! What, were these kids being driven around in Maseratis?! And what was that about a 4.6 grade point average? If that was the case Kiyomi was gonna be done with this place pretty quick.
She continued to look around as people started to move around, finding their own cliques, the obviously-rich kids gravitating towards each other, while she was awkwardly standing in the middle of the courtyard, sticking out like a sore thumb in her messy dress-shirt and shaggy hairdo.
It didn’t take too long to notice some stares, so she quickly turned on a heel and just walked over to the closest group of people. This fish-girl looked interesting, let’s go talk to her.
Kiyomi kind of skirted around the group, awkwardly looking for a way to insert herself into the conversation, before eventually just giving up and metaphorically shoving her way in.
“Pardon me, terrible manners I know, but I got sick of being starred at because I was off standing by myself, so I hope you don’t mind that I’m inserting myself into your conversation. Hi, I’m Kiyomi.” She started, sticking her arm into the circle for a handshake, her wrapped silk appendage looking odd and layered as she did so.
“By the way, I gotta say. You? You look awesome.” She said directly to fish-girl.
FireMaiden L3n Zamasu Prince_