[ As soon as Mishima regains enough consciousness to recognize that he's sleeping at his desk, he jolts awake. Oh crap, did staying up late make him fall asleep in class? This isn't social studies, is it? Mr. Ushimaru already threw an eraser at his head to snap him out of it last time he started nodding off in class, and he's pretty sure that was both his first and last warning, so--
...Hang on.
...
Okay, well, you can be sure he immediately ran to Kurusu as soon as he spotted him, but whenever they separate... introductions, right? Right. ]
Hey.
[ Is that too informal for this situation? Well, whatever, he doesn't even know what this situation is.
He awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, but gives a friendly -- if somewhat anxious -- smile. ]
Um. I'm Yuuki Mishima, from Shujin High School. It's... nice to meet you? I think?
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...Hang on.
...
Okay, well, you can be sure he immediately ran to Kurusu as soon as he spotted him, but whenever they separate... introductions, right? Right. ]
Hey.
[ Is that too informal for this situation? Well, whatever, he doesn't even know what this situation is.
He awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, but gives a friendly -- if somewhat anxious -- smile. ]
Um. I'm Yuuki Mishima, from Shujin High School. It's... nice to meet you? I think?