FIRST MEETING: A certain liar and a certain easily fooled hafu.

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Who: Kurausu and Mirai.
What: Kura goes in to tell Mirai not to be bothered by the rumors - after all, he knows they're not true!
Where: One of the many hallways of Chitoku!
When: Thursday, May 11th, after classes.

Kura'd only started hearing the rumors a day or two ago - rumors traveled slowly to him, through the few friends he had who could put up with him in person. He certainly wasn't any expert or rumormonger or anything, but the girl's death had spread through the school like wildfire, and that kind of rumor was the sour aftereffect. Sour rumors were something he was used to hearing, especially about himself, but... He had the feeling that this one was especially wrong! After all, there's no way someone would just... start dating so soon after someone close to them had died! No way! It was just a poisonous rumor!

And that wasn't okay to say about anyone! Especially someone who was probably still mourning!

With that in mind, Kura had gathered his courage and tracked down his senpai after classes the day he'd heard about it - he had to kind of guess who Mirai was, but he'd heard what he looked like and pretty much caught him in the hallway outside of his last class of the day; Kura had been anxious enough he'd nearly been held back by his teacher for disrupting class, but he'd managed to avoid that hurdle and make it to where he thought Mirai might show up. So, Mirai! Enjoy having a boy who's got a few inches on you and a beanie pulled down over his hair call for you--

"Hey! Senpai!" It had a booming quality to it, the kind that both curried peppiness and demanded attention. Thankfully, it was obvious who was was directed at. "You're... uh, you're Imaizumi-senpai, right!?" He sounded a little embarrassed that he had to check, but he'd already figured he didn't want to make a mistake!

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After forty-five minutes of alternatively editing himself and challenging Katsura, Mirai did manage to slither through the crowd. As soon as he was out, though, the loudest voice shouted his name.

He had barely had time to straighten his bag at his side. A tall guy came standing in front of him so fast - a giant amongst the Japanese. Greeting seemed the best he could do. It would take him a lot more to get his pathway cleared.

"... Yeah? Who are you to know?"