Music blasted in my headphones for the majority of the bus ride. It had been a long slog from Vermilion City, but at least the bus wasn't to crowd until they started getting closer to the Academy. Thinking back to my first day at the Vermilion Academy for Youth, I smirked as the bus pulled to it's final stop.
With a ruckus noise the students began to disembark the bus, sighing, I followed suit, throwing my ruck sack over my back. Standing at 6 feet tall, with the large bag, I parted the crowds easily as I made my way into Relic Hall. Leaving his bag with the guide, I walked to the cafeteria to grab something to eat, as I looked for a roommate. Pulling out my headphones, I glanced around looking at the other first year students. With a smirk, I watched as most avoided my eyes. This hard look was something I'd perfected over the years of bouncing around, and it tended to serve it purpose of scaring off people perfectly.
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