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The boy, who had entered the kendo slowly left, his mind settled. The emotions that he had expressed in the kendo room were restrained by iron chains. He occasionally released them but only when no one was around. The boy looked at a girl who had tripped on the floor, why are poor people so gauche, Cyrus thought while walking behind the two. At the rate they were traveling at Cyrus could write a script and edited, so his relentless need to get pass them made the boy side step around and accidentally bump into the girl. Not a word of apology rang out of him, only judgmental eyes. The boy did not care if she said anything to him he'd only bribe her off.

Quickening his pace Cyrus found his dorm room, he hoped that Taura had chosen to be moved to a girl's dorm, but the chances of that were massively unlikely. Slowly opening the door Cyrus entered into the room, he rubbed his eyes and lied down on his bed while trying to figure out what his plan was for the year, and what exactly would he do about Taura. She did seem like a okay girl, but her question barrage was the most irritating thing he ever heard. Someone should tell her to ask everything at once, not every three words.