Wednesday, December 28 - 11:03 am - At the Library

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((OOC~ I know it has been awhile so as a refresher this post reflects back to the events that happened here. - http://girlmigrant.livejournal.com/2053.htmlEver sense the horrible date with Fujimoto a week ago Natsumi found herself not really into the holiday spirit.  She tried to work different parts of the library to avoid the boy horrified that

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Naozumi combed the shelves looking for a new book to read. Fiction didn't interest him like it did others his age. Naozumi preferred books about ancient histories and artifacts. Perhaps that was why he spent more time in the library with books then hanging out with kids his own age. He really was an old soul, something that could have developed being raised by his grandparents.

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Natsumi walked the aisles putting books away when she recognized a familiar face. "Hello Tanaka-san." she said hoping to get his attention while trying to stay quiet.

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Naozumi looked up towards the source of the voice, surprised that someone recognized him, especially someone in the history section. "Oh, hello Kawashi-san," Naozumi responded once recognition had set in. "You work here, right?" He had spent many hours at the library prepping for finals and he had recognized her from school. After saying it, he realized it could come off weird. "I come here a lot and seen you around," he explained.

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Natsumi felt bad because she honestly never noticed Naozumi before but it could be because she was too busy eyeing up Fujimoto. "Yeah I work here, its nice during finals because I can study and get paid."