Nanami had gotten ready for school. Her uniform was tightly wrapped around her skinny little fragile looking body. The skirt was a little short but she always pulled it down slightly to compensate for that. Sure, she was in high school. But she had the body of a twelve year old. Granted her mind was well over that of twelve years old or even thirty. With gentle movements, Nanami adjusted her tails so that they were perfectly symmetrical. With one swift movement her clothes were perfectly set so that she was ready to start the day. In several skips of the stairs Nanami's body was now standing perfectly still at the door of the house. Her shoes were strapped on, eyes perusing the room, and body standing just inside the door. She even held her bag by her side which she kept her items and school books.
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