Glitchy Dragon
NightCrawler
Rubik curses under his breath as he tightens his tie. After admiring himself in his dorm room mirror in school uniform for a few moments, he sighs. This whole school uniform thing is stupid...it's too restricting...not to mention dumb as well... A small part of him couldn't help but think that he did look quite formal however in the blue blazer and cacky pants. Tch...it's nothing like the beauty of the egyptian satire. After a few moments longer of inspecting, the teen heads out to catch the train to the campus that his classes were allocated.
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Upon arriving at the station, it's chalk full of guides and club sponsoring alongside the busy commotion to catch trains as well. Pulling out a small notebook, Rubik glances through his first day notes before encountering his cart number. Hmph...number thirteen? Heh, maybe the mornings won't be so bad afterall. I get a whole cart to myself... He begins making his way there
If only he knew...
(Everyone's cart number should be 13. It'll be how the group meets.
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Upon arriving at the station, it's chalk full of guides and club sponsoring alongside the busy commotion to catch trains as well. Pulling out a small notebook, Rubik glances through his first day notes before encountering his cart number. Hmph...number thirteen? Heh, maybe the mornings won't be so bad afterall. I get a whole cart to myself... He begins making his way there
If only he knew...
(Everyone's cart number should be 13. It'll be how the group meets.