Miyume watched the practice from a spot on the bleachers, not far from the door, cane propped up beside her. She'd opted to wait until practice was sure to be well underway before heading to the gymnasium, slipping in as quickly and discreetly as she could. Somehow she wasn't surprised to see Mirai assisting a female club member so enthusiastically, especially after the rumors she'd heard at school this week. The girls in Room 401 had gotten into an argument and Mirai's name had been mentioned.

Of course, she'd guessed what type of boy he was already but having a theory about someone and seeing the reality of it before her eyes were a bit different from each other. Briefly, a mixture of emotions played across her features - sadness, disappointment, and even a touch of envy though exactly who it was meant for was unclear. Then she was calm again and her solemn gaze shifted from Mirai and the girl completely to rest on another rather handsome boy practicing with his bow.