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}}NARRATOR: "Thick, hot afternoon light invades the corridor, making the air feel heavy and lazy. My body feels weighed down by it as I drag it two doors down the hallway to the art classroom. Maybe this is part of the reason why I didn't join any clubs before: afternoons just aren't suited for activity. I knock on the door of the art room and open it. A girl who was possibly doing something important with the scroll of paper she's carrying turns to reckon me, and smiles in a sweet if a bit confused manner."

}}NARRATOR: "Thick, hot afternoon light invades the corridor, making the air feel heavy and lazy. My body feels weighed down by it as I drag it two doors down the hallway to the art classroom. Maybe this is part of the reason why I didn't join any clubs before: afternoons just aren't suited for activity."

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NARRATOR: "I knock on the door of the art room and open it. A girl who was possibly doing something important with the scroll of paper she's carrying turns to reckon me, and smiles in a sweet if a bit confused manner."

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STUDENT: "Hello...?"

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HISAO: "Yeah. In fact, I might already have done so, but we'll see."

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NARRATOR: "I give her a weak smile, and her own widens a notch, making me feel less nervous."

STUDENT: "Great! Have a seat, then. We'll start when the teacher gets here."

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NARRATOR: "Without even scouting the room for a good spot, I walk quickly to the back of the room and settle myself on a free seat, apart from everyone else. A few other members are lounging in their seats, waiting for the teacher. Rin sits alone in a window seat, looking outside. She's the only person here that I know, although a guy I've never really gotten along with from my own class is here, too. Nobody else comes to greet me - maybe introductions are left for later? - so I just settle for silent observation as well. One boy has sunglasses on; an odd sight indoors, were we not at Yamaku. I'll bet he's the blind student Rin was talking about."

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-}}NARRATOR: "Thick, hot afternoon light invades the corridor, making the air feel heavy and lazy. My body feels weighed down by it as I drag it two doors down the hallway to the art classroom. Maybe this is part of the reason why I didn't join any clubs before: afternoons just aren't suited for activity. I knock on the door of the art room and open it. A girl who was possibly doing something important with the scroll of paper she's carrying turns to reckon me, and smiles in a sweet if a bit confused manner."
+}}NARRATOR: "Thick, hot afternoon light invades the corridor, making the air feel heavy and lazy. My body feels weighed down by it as I drag it two doors down the hallway to the art classroom. Maybe this is part of the reason why I didn't join any clubs before: afternoons just aren't suited for activity."
+<p style="text-align:center;">[[File:rin_artclass1.jpg|700px]]</p>
+NARRATOR: "I knock on the door of the art room and open it. A girl who was possibly doing something important with the scroll of paper she's carrying turns to reckon me, and smiles in a sweet if a bit confused manner."
+<p style="text-align:center;">[[File:rin_artclass2.jpg|700px]]</p>
 STUDENT: "Hello...?"
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 HISAO: "Yeah. In fact, I might already have done so, but we'll see."
+<p style="text-align:center;">[[File:rin_artclass3.jpg|700px]]</p>
 NARRATOR: "I give her a weak smile, and her own widens a notch, making me feel less nervous."
 STUDENT: "Great! Have a seat, then. We'll start when the teacher gets here."
+<p style="text-align:center;">[[File:rin_artclass4.jpg|700px]]</p>
 NARRATOR: "Without even scouting the room for a good spot, I walk quickly to the back of the room and settle myself on a free seat, apart from everyone else. A few other members are lounging in their seats, waiting for the teacher. Rin sits alone in a window seat, looking outside. She's the only person here that I know, although a guy I've never really gotten along with from my own class is here, too. Nobody else comes to greet me - maybe introductions are left for later? - so I just settle for silent observation as well. One boy has sunglasses on; an odd sight indoors, were we not at Yamaku. I'll bet he's the blind student Rin was talking about."