C'est mauvais.
Elle le sentait à l'extérieur en train de marcher de haut en bas, sa manche droite vide s'affaiblissant alors qu'il s'affaiblissait dans les couloirs. Tch, les membres du conseil des étudiants sont ennuyeux. Elle venait d'acheter un paquet frais aussi.
Junko a tapé sa jambe de prothèse sur le sol, l'a testée, en s'assurant qu'elle était bien attachée.
Dès que la classe était terminée et que l'enseignante était hors de vue, elle et le membre du conseil d'élèves se sont retirés, sprintant comme si c'était le 100m tiret.
"JUNKO! Rendez-moi votre sac! Je sais que vous transportez des articles interdits là-dedans!"
"Crochez-vous, M. Hentai Super Ero Pervert! Arrête de me harceler!"
"Mon nom est Kisaragi!"
Elle a dépassé plusieurs étudiants, passé cette grande tête rouge dans sa classe, cette courte personne de cheveux noirs, et M. Invincible Warrior aidant la tête rouge, puis passé un virage à l'escalier. Au lieu de descendre les escaliers, elle s'est immédiatement pressée vers le mur près du coin, restant silencieuse pendant que Kisaragi sautait devant elle et descendait les escaliers.
"Héh."
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Elle a pris un coup profond sur le talon, et a exhalé, soufflant une bouffée de fumée. Junko essayait de faire un anneau de fumée, mais c'était un peu difficile à faire dans la brise.
C'était si paisible ici sur le toit. La brise et la vue qu'elle offrait n'ont jamais manqué de lui donner un sentiment de paix. Ça et c'était toujours un bon endroit pour fumer. Toutefois, elle s'est assurée de ne pas laisser de litière à des fins personnelles et hygiéniques. Cet endroit l'a fait oublier, du moins pour le moment, à propos de ses amis et de son ancienne vie dans sa ville natale.
"Comment le Faucon Bleu arrive-t-il aujourd'hui?"
Elle a pris une dernière cigarette de la boîte et a tiré une brique lâche près de la tuyauterie, révélant sa réserve secrète de choses, principalement des collations et quelques paquets de cigarettes.
Ce qui l'inquiète le plus, cependant, c'est les papiers et les devoirs. Peut-être qu'elle peut copier les devoirs de Sakura, ou peut-être Sayuri. Invincible Warrior Man le ferait dans une pincée, mais ensuite elle a dû écouter comment il a vaincu le démon de Tralfagaz's Reach avec seulement une épée cassée et une bouteille de mana.
Name:Nakurumi Junko (Last Name, First Name format)
Gender: Grill
Sexuality: All of them.
Age: 18
Appearance:

Personality: Cheerful as heck, but has a rebellious streak to her. Which was one of the reason she took up smoking, though other factors also contributed. Doesnt care much for social norms, trending things, or whatever else, only those she finds really noteworthy and necessary. Those flashy new phones aren't something she'd be interested in, but a laptop that actually functions and does all the things she wants her laptop to do would be bought in an instant.
However, her lack of thoughts for social norms may put off some people, and her quick temper helped none. She had been known to be in a few brawls before as well. Junko is very protective of anyone she considers friends or close to her.
Skills: Cooking, athletics, baths, swimming, avoiding tough subjects, punching people, listening to rants without actually listening and still appear attentive, and fixing toasters.
Bio: Before she was in another school, being the delinquent student she was now, even if she had good grades and wasn't actually missing any of the classes. Junko had a tendency to generate strange rumors about herself due to the strange way she dressed and the color of her hair. Of course, her being friends with some people who were in a gang also helped generate some of those rumors.
She used to be with the Blue Falcon gang at the time, not really doing anything more harmful than loitering about in front of shops and boasting about inconsequential things. Until another member was beaten up by another neighboring gang, simply because 'it wasn't their turf'.
All hell broke loose, and they took to battling the other gang. It was something thrilling for her at the time, fighting alongside your friends, the bond of trust between them. However, it was soon apparent the Blue Falcon was outnumbered, and they started recruiting. The Blue Falcon was evolving to something else, going far from the gang's origins. They were holding their grounds now, and the other gang didn't try to beat them up as much as before.
The Blue Falcon survived, but in the process had become something she loathed, so she simply left, saying goodbye only to the original members of the Falcon. The very next day, she was hit by a car, the driver drunk as a raccoon in a beer barrel. The Falcons thought it was the other gangs, and since she was one of the originals, took it very personally.
Junko never heard from them again. She was moved to a hospital far away, and enrolled in a special school much further away when she fully recovered. Except for one of her eye and her leg.
Other: (Quirks, fun facts, hobbies, nervous ticks, ... Not required.)