Snippet #1115919

Three...A.M. He had slept in the car outside Maid Academy, prepared for the time the first person would open the gate. He was already standing outside, back straight, eyes forward, feet together, his long hair combed and positioned in a perfect ponytail. He had been careful not to wrinkle his dark blue suit. It was the only nice thing he owned. When the old man opened the gate, Jack had introduced himself and bowed gracefully to the employee. As he was lead inside, he'd automatically won himself the odd title of 'Jacky'. He knew one thing was certain. His sponsor that had let him leave early to attend today's first day would never allow him to be called something as childish as...Jacky.
"Actually my name is just Jack. Jacky seems almost...unprofessional," He groaned. The old man simply shook his head as they continued to walk through the gates. "You need to be creative in this business," the man suggested. When the students started to file in hours later, 'Jacky' Nagahara had dropped his butler act, leaning against the school walls.

He could make out everyone in the area. He could see a girly boy...or a boyly girl in the courtyard, a butler wearing brown gloves instead of white...he would have to question that later. Waiting on someone to approach him, he stands up straight again, waiting on his cue to go inside.