Nana's not, at this point, unfamiliar with that sort of sentiment. She visibly hesitates for a second. Her eyes flicker to the little braid (she wishes, for a second, that she could pull off that kinda hairstyle). Then she looks up, and nods. Her smile finally fades, and she lowers her hand.
She gets the picture. No handshake. Her hand drops back down.]
Well... interesting is certainly the right word for it. I hope it will be better than your last school. Ah--I'm Nana. Nana Daiba.
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Nana's not, at this point, unfamiliar with that sort of sentiment. She visibly hesitates for a second. Her eyes flicker to the little braid (she wishes, for a second, that she could pull off that kinda hairstyle). Then she looks up, and nods. Her smile finally fades, and she lowers her hand.
She gets the picture. No handshake. Her hand drops back down.]
Well... interesting is certainly the right word for it. I hope it will be better than your last school. Ah--I'm Nana. Nana Daiba.