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    Willow Andrews

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    It was the first day of school and Willow was an emotional wreck. Another year of quizzes, tests, and exams? And not to mention PE! She groaned. This year was going to be absolutely horrible. She just hoped her teachers would ignore her like they did in the past years. The last thing she needed to do was draw attention to herself in class.


    Seeing no other option, Willow got up and put on the outfit she had picked out specifically for the first day of school. It was a fitted white top with a floral skirt. Satisfied with herself, Willow headed downstairs for breakfast. Her mom gave her a once over and grinned. "You look great honey!" She exclaimed while engulfing her in a big hug. Willow bit her lip. "I'm nervous. What if they don't like it?" she asked worriedly. Her mother let go of her and sighed. "I promise nothing bad will happen. I bet everyone else is just as worried."

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    It turned out that her mother was right. No one even batted an eyelash at her as she walked into the building. She did her best to navigate the halls until she found her locker. Willow quickly put in the combination and grabbed her stuff. So far, no one seemed to be using the locker next to hers, but she was certain it was occupied. Watch it be some stupid guy She thought with a frown as she walked into her first class.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]yOO also i'm actually advanced af but post length fluctuates from like two paragraphs to like ten ngl so be prepared to suffeR


    mini bio


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    Feel free to start whenever!


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Ladin hated school. He hated it with a burning, fiery hatred that was honestly kind of unnecessary. He hated how it messed with his anxiety, he hated how the people were always jerks and the teachers never cared. Sigh.


    After being prodded out of bed by his mother, who had been reluctant as hell to have him back in school again, had to be the one to get him up. He whined a bit, begged his mother because why would anyone want to go back!? After a futile attempt at winning her over, he rose up from his bed and shooed her from the room so he could get changed and what have you. Her laid out an outfit - it was weird because he was so used to schools with uniforms. Not only had he attended prep schools up to this point, but uniforms for public schools are a regular thing across the pond, and he found it odd it wasn't that way here. After throwing on a black shirt, jeans to match and a red flannel, he was satisfied for the time being. His mop of brown hair was quickly subdued with a quick combing and a once over with the straightener, and he was out the door before his mother could coddle him anymore.


    The building and everyone within it seemed to loom over the young man - despite him easily being one of the tallest in the place. Everything seemed so...scary. Fear filled cyan orbs searched the world around himself for a friendly face, a safe haven from his thoughts. All he could find was his locker, which had been written down for him beforehand. He honestly wasn't about to start putting all his stuff in there yet, he just needed to get out of the morning traffic in the halls. He barely took notice of the shorter female to his side with the floral skirt. He was too busy biting down into his lip and then wincing as he bit directly into his piercings - that was more painful than it should have been. [/fancypost]
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    The seat she had chosen was one of the only ones left, aside from the seat next to her and the one across the room. Willow wasn't sure how many people were in this class, but she prayed no one else showed up. The last thing she wanted to do was introduce herself to anybody. The young woman busied herself by organizing her supplies across her desk. At least she was near the back of the room, and not the front. Right now, it was one of the only things Willow had going for her.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Nervous eyes fluttered towards the girl to his side, and he felt his heart thud a little faster in his chest as she dashed away from himself shyly. He would've spoken to her, but found his tongue tied in uncomfortable knots. He could only watch as she darted away, like a fearful deer in an unfamiliar wood, while he sat back and watched, uncertainty filling his chest.


    After allowing the crowds to thin a bit, he too ducked through them as he tried to find his class - after a bit of looking around shyly he ducked into one that was now nearly full, and found only two seats were open - one up in the front and one towards the back of the room. Now, naturally someone like himself, who didn't want to be noticed, would choose the back - but just as he got there another, much bolder kid pushed right past him and sat there, meaning he'd have to sit in the front. And though he really didn't want to, he found himself plopping right up in front with an uncomfortable sigh. He kept his head low as he sat, avoiding anyone's gaze. [/fancypost]
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    "What, scared you're gonna get called on?" The person next to her teased. She was pretty sure the whole class could hear what he had said. Choosing to ignore it, Willow began working on her assignment. Before she knew it, the dismissal bell had rung and she was on to her next class, which went by just as quickly.


    The rest of the day breezed by, and Willow soon found herself picking out a lunch table to eat at for the rest of the school year. Finally, she chose to sit at an empty table, hoping nobody else would come. That earned her a few distasteful glances from her other classmates, but else was she supposed to do? It's not like she had any good friends anyway. Nobody cared enough to talk to her, let alone get to know her.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Kadin was beyond lucky that no one had called on him, or even said too much to him. He wasn't quite ready to deal with the anxiety of having to attempt much more than simple, short answers to brief unintrusive questions. He really hated this.


    The whole day seemed to go by way too slow - it made him itch for the end of the day even more so he could go lay in bed and not do anything for a while. Maybe if he was feeling up to it, he'd have a good cry! Who knew. In any case, the day dragged on and he could only sigh as it came time for lunch, had it really only been that long? He ducked through crowds of people and tried his very hardest to avoid sitting with anyone, finding an empty table that - oh dammit, someone was sitting here!


    "H-hey, uh..." soft spoken, accented words rolled off his tongue in a jittery, awkward mess. "I-is it a-alright if...if I sit here...?" he asked, though his voice was barely audible with all the other people talking and moving around them. He bit into his lip self consciously. [/fancypost]
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    "I mean, yeah, go ahead. It's empty anyway." Willow muttered. As the unknown guy sat down, she realized this was the same boy who used the locker next to hers. Great first impression, now he's really going to want to talk to you! She scolded herself. Willow resumed eating her lunch, only this time she took smaller, neater bites.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Kadin smiled and nodded his head, sitting down shyly. He didn't have anything with him - so he just kept to himself for a moment in awkward shyness. After giving himself enough time to muster up the courage, he spoke up, "Th-thanks..." and then shut his mouth again shyly as he wasn't sure what else to say. It felt like since this morning, he'd forgotten how to properly socialize because he was not with it now. To others, it might have seemed really cute - he was shy and stuttered and despite being a tall, looming figure with the long hair and the piercings was as intimidating as a butterfly. But, it was much deeper than that.


    Social anxiety sucked. It really, really did. He just wanted to be okay again - he hated everything. He wanted to be okay again. He wanted to be okay again. But - had he ever really been okay? He wasn't so sure. [/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Kadin smiled sweetly in her direction - she seemed really nice. Maybe someone who he could talk to again. Assuming she didn't completely despise him beneath her friendly cover. You could never be too sure.


    He shook his head sweetly, no he wasn't hungry and besides - he's a vegan, so that's a no to both the cheese and the ham. "No, but thank you" he said, both trying and failing to raise his voice a little bit. Though it was very soft, it was beyond clear that he was English - he was gifted with a particularly strong, regal accent, which he'd grown to loathe in America because everyone always asked about it. He'd never cared about it a day in his life, and now everyone wanted to...talk to him about it. The very thought made him inwardly shudder. [/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ — KADIN QUINN[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Kadin let the silence surround them both for a moment, though he perked up just a bit at the question. "K-Kadin. You?" he asked, biting deep into his lip as he sat. He thought this girl was nice - which was great considering most people today had sort of kept away from him. It felt absolutely wonderful to be included by someone - someone who seemed sweet enough and he could talk to. She didn't know him before today; that was like icing on the cake. She could only know him as the mysterious English boy, nothing more. If only that was all he knew about himself.[/fancypost]
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    "Do you live around here?" She asked Kadin with a raised eyebrow. She was curious to learn more about him, but it would have to wait, as lunch was just about over. Willow ripped a sheet of paper out of her notebook and scribbled down her phone number on it, before handing it to Kadin. "Here, text me after school. It might be nice to have at least one friend in this dump." She spoke with a small laugh.


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    He smiled brightly, more than surprised to have received her number - though he was quick to fold it neatly and put it in his pocket. He spoke up again softly, "Yeah, that'd be nice" not meeting her gaze as he spoke. He wasn't good with eye contact - his gaze tended to flutter all over the place. Though currently the two bright blue orbs were downcast on the floor, while his teeth bit down gently on his lip. He wasn't all that great at keeping the conversation going - especially in such a busy place. In private he was much more open. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Soon, the school day had ended and Willow was at her locker, stuffing things in her backpack at a rather brisk pace. Though she would never admit it, Willow was hoping to avoid Kadin until tomorrow. She was worried she would say something stupid and blow her one chance at having a real friend.


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    The end of the day couldn't have come fast enough - but he didn't want to go home and sulk anymore. He wanted to talk to her again. He hadn't felt so...interested in another person since...he'd rather not think about it. In any case, he hadn't been so interested in someone else in a while. He really hoped she wasn't just being kind or pretending to like him. He wanted to actually be friends with her. He really, really did.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    When it finally did, Willow hopped off and practically skipped home. Today was a good day for her. When she got to her house, she opened the door and hung up her backpack on the wall. Her mom didn't seem to be home, so Willow assumed she was just running errands like she always did. Feeling giddy, Willow walked to her bedroom and closed the door. She placed her cell phone on her bed an waited.


    After 20 minutes passed, Willow began to worry. What if Kadin didn't actually want to be friends with her? What if she made a mistake? To calm herself down, Willow turned her ringer all the way up, then began to draw. Though she didn't practice it often, drawing was a talent Willow had, even if she didn't realize how gifted she actually was.


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    Once he got home, ear buds blasting in his eardrums, he headed straight up into his room, shut his door and flopped onto his bed. He grabbed his notebook from his desk and began scribbling little lines onto a blank page - he'd had a couple good ideas while he was in school so he thought he should write them down before he could forget. It wasn't until a little while had passed that he remembered he was supposed to talk to Willow - and immediately he went digging through his pockets for the number and his phone. He decided to just text her for starters - something casual.


    He ended up just typing a simple "Hey" before sending it, hoping she wouldn't mind. He really did want to be her friend. Really.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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