Snippet #2266930

In his trails, Jackson spoke while laughing, with his turtle lazily sitting on top of his baggage. The town was peaceful. Plenty of people around the place is very nice, since they'd often return a greeting by anyone, and they would help each other. In fact, this is was Jackson likes the most; people helping each other and thus being happy. The reason might have to do with his respective season, but he always liked these people who help others. He even love the types that actually go out their way to beat up bad people because they did something... well.. bad. "So, then-" He was quickly interrupted by bangs and crushes on the wall. He rushed over to the source of the sound, and there he found an amazingly beautiful girl. Her image when fighting against the bullies, who were unconscious on the ground, were his ideal women, and at the first sight, he had fell in live with her.

"Honestly, I had hoped that you childish boys would have posed a bit more of a threat. I suppose I was wrong, however." she sighed out. She grabbed her bag from the ground and carried it at her side as she walked out of the alleyway opposite of him. Jackson, with eyes locked onto her, started following to wherever she might be headed. Judging from the uniform and the badge he saw earlier on his left chest pocket, he had a good guess. "Must be in school, huh?" He mumbled under his breath, hugging his baggage tightly, with his turtle climbing up to reach the flat land. "Greg. I think I'm in love."