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It was a cool morning in the city. The sun was slowly rising in the East, casting shadows upon shadows over buildings until soon it was almost high in the sky. Citizens slowly began to awaken from deep slumber, and groggily began to get up and trudge to get ready for the day ahead of them. The streets were more busy this morning than it had been in a couple months. More cars and buses aligned the streets as adults drove to work, or to drive their children to school, and school buses to go pick up the children and teens who's parents simply refused to drive them.

Everyone got drove to school except for one boy. One particular boy always walked to school.

Alongside the sidewalk, a older teenager who was dressed a little fancy in a grey button-up shirt that the sleeves came down to about his elbows and he wore a black vest, and a pair of dark blue blue-jeans and grey converses- and a black bracelet on his right wrist of course. He had a black messenger bag with a dark blue Japanese symbol for Brave on the front as a book-bag. He looked up at the school building hearing the bell ring signaling he was late for class- on the first day! Seriously..

He looked around him. All cars were turned off and sat in the parking lot, all buses were parked in there rightful places, he was alone out here. He decided to pick up the pace, and he rushed up the front steps at running speed, and burst through the front doors. The halls were empty except for one or two people uncaringly walked through the halls not really caring about being late- it was the first day after all. The boy took a sharp turn and ran down the halls to class, then slowed to a walk when he was close to homeroom. He walked into the room, and walked to a desk in the far back that was the closest to the window. He looked up at the board with almost icy blue eyes- possibly sky blue, seeing a name on the board and a date in the far top-left corner.
Mr. Richards
DATE : August 9th

And in the middle of the board it read Welcome Back Students.

Evance rested his chin on the desk. Why did summer vacation have to come to end so soon? It looks like his summer vacation is...over...

a girl with long black hair that was pulled up in to twin pony tails was sitting up front near the windows she watched the boy as he came in and watched everything he did she found him interesting she didn't have many friends but she didn't mind that. when the teacher came in she turned to face the front so she wouldn't get yelled at on the first day

The boy was quiet, and didn't exactly seem happy' or sad about the first day of school. He lay the side of his head on the desk. This boy had no friends. It was usually as if nobody really noticed him, unless he spoke to them..

through out the class the girl would glance back at him noticing he just kept his head on the table not really doing much else she wondered why he did that

(They're in homeroom, you don't really do much in homeroom...)

The boy looked at the girl, noticing she was occasionally looking at him.

alright then)

when she sees him looking back at her when she glances over to look at him she quickly looks away a slight blush on her face

He quickly looked away from the girl, not sure ho else to react besides looking away. He returned to just resting his chin on the desk. This was so boring. Gladly after only a couple more minutes the school bell rang out, signaling it was time to dismiss to first class. Evance got up, adjusted the strap of his messenger bag, and started off towards the door, keeping his light blue gaze in the floor, and a few strands of his white-ish hair dangeling in his face.

The girl watches him go to the door she got up her self and got all her things leaving the room to head to her next class

The young teen walked out into the halls and began making his way to class, keeping his light blue gaze on the floor. Something was odd though. Many fellow classmates passed him in the hall, but nobody spared him a glance. Nobody tried to avoid running into him. It was as if he wasnt even there. Or atleast like nobody could see him.

He walked into his next class, and once again, retreated to the desk in the back corner of the room.

The girl was already there sitting in the front she watched him come in the room and sit down again she kept glancing at the boy

Evance now didnt really seem to be noticed by anyone except the girl. He usually wasnt unless he spoke up, or catched somebodies attention.

The teacher took role. “Ean Anderson?” the teacher asked, and a brown haired boy quietly raised his hand. The teacher wrote down that that boy was here, then paused a moment, starring at the next name. “Evance....Hakua...?” he asked and the white haired boy slightly raised his hand. The teacher glanced and him, wrote down some stuff, and continued to take role until it was concluded everyone was here.

Soon, boring old class began.

When the teacher sid the name of the boy she looked back to see who I was and she looked at the boy she was looking at be fore. Throughout class she looked back at the boy

When class began the young teen put his hand back down. It was the first day of school, so it wasnt likely that they would be assigned anything to hard. The class was sielnt except for the sounds of the teacher talking away at the board, writing a few things down.

Through the class when the teacher was not looking she would turn and look at the boy with his head down wondefing why he had it down wondering if he had a head ache

The boy didn't act so much like he had a headache, just always seemed to be bored rather. The boy glanced at the girl, why was she always looking at him?

Each tie the boy looke back at her she would look away fast still wondering who he ws andwhy he looked so bored

Evance looked away. He was bored of this class, it was his least favorite, though in a way he was fascinated by the fact that somebody kept looking at him. Nobody ever did that. Never.

Class after class passed by, until soon lunch rolled around the corner. Some students walked to the cafeteria, others ran. But of course the easiest of them all to spot was nowhere to be seen. Now where had Evance Wandered to this time..?

The girl watches him in all the classes she has with him then looked for him at lunch

Amongst the people with brown, blonde, red, black, or even the occasional odd colored hair like cyan and neon red, the white haired boy was nowhere to be seen in the cafeteria.

Meanwhile upstairs he stood in a classroom, an empty classroom, looking out the window.

She looks around for him but looks every were for him wondering were he could have gone