Chicodori, or Chi, as his friends called him... well.. they would if he had any friends. He looked up at the new school with a slight look of discust. He was dressed in a uniform for a japanese school, though he didn't look japanese at all... His blue eyes were almost as the sky in the morning, and his hair was flaxen. He shifted his bag over his shoulder as he moved into the building. He had tranfered schools because of a... well, an accident that no one but him could remember. He was forced to change schools by his guardians, and that was why he stood where he did now. He kept hsi eyes upon the ground as he moved through the hallways, knowing full well that there were eyes upon him.
He moved into his first class and sat down. No one was in the room at that moment so he could breath a sigh of relife. The tention that had been in the halways had been a little more than he was confortable with. He would have been happy with no one around at all. He sighed thinking of a moutain side that he had been camping on resently. No one around to stare at him, no one to tell him what he was doing was wrong... No one to find out his secret....
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