AIKO ACADEMY FOR THE REJECTED ( Rp )

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: tunga][hr][color=lightgray]fate entered the large academy, tugging her suitcase filled with clothes and other personal items behind her. She lifted up her left hand and glanced down at her registration papers as well as her class schedule and her dorm number. "hmm.. dorm number 1, is it?" Fate muttered to herself, making her way down to her dorm room. the black haired girl hoped she only had to share a dorm with one other person, or better yet, no one. for some reason she always felt uncomfortable around other people.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: tunga][hr]You could have you character entering the school or something close to that.

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    OOC: Track


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -14px; letter-spacing: 3px;][color=white][font=times new roman][size=14][glow=black,2,300]YUKIO![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:185px; background-color:#323232; font-size:9px; color:#fff; text-align:justify; line-height:11px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -10px;] such an overwhelming feeling, anxious wouldn't even begin to describe it. it wasn't as though he were, per say, visibly nervous, aside from the constant tick which seemed to persist: the unconscious tugs and twirls of his bleached hair. you can't expect anything else from a measly kid like him, though nearly seventeen, he clearly knew that he lacked experience, life experience. being cooped up in your house for the most part, missing school on a regular thanks to the growing concern of his mother's illness, taking the woman to seemingly endless checkups and tests run at the hospital, of course he was anxious when it came to leaving his godforsaken house to see the world. or at least, some of it, even if it didn't count as that miniscule percentage.


    perhaps it wasn't visible outwardly, or perhaps it was, but yukio wasn't all that content with the way everything turned out. the fact that he basically abandoned his mother who was seriously unhealthy and relying on him alone because a certain non biological father decided to finally take charge and, without his consent mind you, sign him up for the first boarding school he layed his stern eyes on. he clearly remembered the final words spoken from the dark haired man: quit burdening the woman, go get an education. we'll be just fine. contemplating, the young man's honey hued orbs skimmed over the papers, locking on the point which addressed his dormitory. with that he shooked the disruptive thoughts out of his head, thinking about something that already happened was pointless, there was no going back. he made his way to the second dormitory.[/fancypost]