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Haine walked through the halls, heading for the roof. It wasn't like anyone would stop him. He'd heard that ten generations ago there'd been a crazy student enforcer at this school, who kept everyone in line. "Heh, I bet I could take him," he said aloud. What was with people anyway? They all wanted something from you. To do something for them. To stay out of their way. Other people had only ruined his life before, and they would do so again. "I don't even know why i go to that stupid place." But he was lying. He knew exactly why he went there, and hated himself for it. Soft feelings make you weak, others will jump to take advantage of you and then where will you be? Dead, or worse. He looked around him, and up at the sky. He felt more at peace here, He leaned back against the wall and slept.