[ He definitely appears a lot more comfortable talking about games than he does when she asks him his name, mouth snapping shut and looking nervous once more, as if there's a wrong way to tell her his name. ]
It's... it's Akira Fujioka.
[ Someday he'll be able to do this without feeling like some personal failing. But never mind this- he turns his attention back to his locker, eager to turn the conversation away from himself and towards him being useful instead, opening his locker and crouching down to sort through quite a number of Spacemaker pencil boxes until he finds what he's looking for: a plain black floppy disk in its case because it's 1999 and this is what he has to work with.
Right in front of his locker, he goes ahead and sits down with his back to it, gesturing at Nanami to take a seat next to him as he sets the laptop in his lap and opens the lid again. ]
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It's... it's Akira Fujioka.
[ Someday he'll be able to do this without feeling like some personal failing. But never mind this- he turns his attention back to his locker, eager to turn the conversation away from himself and towards him being useful instead, opening his locker and crouching down to sort through quite a number of Spacemaker pencil boxes until he finds what he's looking for: a plain black floppy disk in its case because it's 1999 and this is what he has to work with.
Right in front of his locker, he goes ahead and sits down with his back to it, gesturing at Nanami to take a seat next to him as he sets the laptop in his lap and opens the lid again. ]