Grin. Smile. Dance. Laugh. Cheer. Yell until your voice goes hoarse. Somehow, you don’t feel embarrassed. Tonight, there’s no anxiety and no self-doubt. It’s a good feeling. Supportive people surround you. You’ve cut loose. It feels phenomenal; to dance and cheer and never once feel like you’re being judged. It’s not clear why it’s so easy tonight. Maybe it’s the people, maybe it’s the location. It’s definitely the location.
The ambiance definitely has something to do with it. Dim lights and laughing, music that isn’t too loud but is so loud that you do kind of have to yell. O
There was a saying among the students of First Municipal Junior High: “The only thing hotter than a summer day in Tokyo-3 is the temper of Asuka Langley Soryu.” Anyone who saw the redhead storming down the sidewalk, her yellow sundress swishing about her thighs and her red heels clacking aggressively on the concrete, could easily see why.
“Damn that Shinji… idiot…” she muttered to herself, fuming as she turned into a shopping district. She’d spotted her childhood friend being dragged off somewhere by that meddlesome transfer student, Rei Ayanami, who seemed set on getting her hands on him - even on d