[What bumps into you in the halls is some kind of horrifying, golden monstrosity, covered in a gnarled golden mane, with shattered plastic embedded in its grisly mats-]
U- Um- Oh no, did I-
[wait that's just yasu with her hair an awful mess
Yasu tries to perform her usual apology-bow but nearly trips over herself again in the process, barely regaining her balance in time. She gulps, looking away.]
I'm sorry to ask, b- b- b- but I need some... help...
[Or you could find her in the school store, browsing through the variety of beige-to-dark-brown utilitarian satchels that can be purchased with her forehead furrowed like she's in deep thought. On occasion, she pulls one out and compares it against her school uniform, looking down and... squinting, probably? through her thick bangs. Noticing someone else's presence, she turns around and takes some initiative of her own for once, asking,]
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U- Um- Oh no, did I-
[wait that's just yasu with her hair an awful mess
Yasu tries to perform her usual apology-bow but nearly trips over herself again in the process, barely regaining her balance in time. She gulps, looking away.]
I'm sorry to ask, b- b- b- but I need some... help...
[Or you could find her in the school store, browsing through the variety of beige-to-dark-brown utilitarian satchels that can be purchased with her forehead furrowed like she's in deep thought. On occasion, she pulls one out and compares it against her school uniform, looking down and... squinting, probably? through her thick bangs. Noticing someone else's presence, she turns around and takes some initiative of her own for once, asking,]
Er, what do you think? D- Does it look good?