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He awoke with a flash to the face by the bright infamous morning sun leaking through the dorm's curtains, the golden hair on Christian's head reflected the shimmer and shine. As a past routine to wake late in the day, this newcomer took a while to figure out what to do after he freshened up for the day ahead. After he combed his hair, brushed his teeth, took a shower, changed his clothes and all the smaller things in between, Chris headed out of his dorm to better himself with the mazes of the school: the endless twists and turns of the building's halls and content.
As a few boring minutes passed, his new goal was to find the only person he had the slightest knowledge of at this school: Izara. Yes, she wasn't too fond of him. Yes, she was the quiet mysterious type. And yes, she probably hated him, but he didn't care, Chris needed someone to talk to. Besides, Chris can probably get her to talk a bit more or get her to trust him. He could get anyone to talk to him. Maybe even find a friend of his own at this new school for the first time.
Again on his sly little search, something moved and caught his eye; something higher than any motion would usually erupt. Scanning quickly across the building, for he had stepped outside, a girl on a window sill was what had caught his eye. Not only was he interested in the fact that a girl was kept high on a sill threatened by the laws of gravity, but also because he was sometimes really curious and had nothing much better to do. In result the blonde haired boy stood and watched from an unseen distance.
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