Jette Raynehell
The infiltration was a success. Jette had managed to make it to the Garuda dorms without being stopped by anyone. Not that anyone normally would think to stop him but...nevertheless, the boy would take what little adrenaline rush the rule-breaking gave him.
A quick glance at the simple dorm room showed that the bed by the window was unclaimed. Good ol' Geneveaux! At least that dunce knew enough to let him have it. A grin creeped its way across Jette's face. His roommate was okay...as far as roommates go anyway. Jette knew he could have done a lot worse. Like Zero. That pretentious loser was aptly named. Saphiron didn't talk much, so he wasn't really annoying. Although sometimes that made him more annoying. The kid wasn't very smart, that much was obvious to Jette. Still, there was something endearing about Saphiron's dopey charm that made him one of the few people Jette actually didn't want to get mauled by the Shari.
Reaching into his hoodie, he felt the warm fur of Remy and grabbed him, putting the rabbit gently on the bed.
"Excellent job, Remy! Nobody suspected a thing!"
He held his hand out to the tiny rabbit, who flicked at his fingertips with a single paw. Jette laughed to himself.
"Maybe later we can work on that trick again where you" -
ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS. THERE WILL BE AN ASSEMBLY IN THE MAIN HALL IN TWENTY MINUTES... ATTENDANCE IS MANDATORY...
"Aaarrrrggghhhhh!" Jette growled and smacked his forehead. "Goddamn it!"
All this bullshit so the stupid professors could just say, 'Welcome back, kids! Now get to work! Oh, and don't forget to join a stupid extra-curricular activity! Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!'
Jette grit his teeth in irritation.
Still...it had been a while since he'd last spoken to anyone here. The boy had spent his entire vacation alone with Remy after all. This could be a good opportunity to, daresay, meet people and talk to them. 'Friends' seemed like too committed a word. For now, he'd settle with just talking to anyone who didn't suck.
'Hmph. Fat chance.'
With that, the boy gave a farewell pat to Remy before making his way to the assembly hall.
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Nearly twenty minutes later, Jette was regretting his overly optimistic decision to show up. The large influx of students had caused a sort of traffic jam, and now a huge crowd of blabbering, blithering idiots had him stuck in the hallway as people filed into the auditorium one by one.
'I should have just skipped this thing...'
Tapping his foot with irritation, his narrowed eyes caught sight of something rather peculiar... A girl was standing nearby. Like him, she was seemingly trapped in the maelstrom of students. Also like him, she was wearing a mildly disgusted look on her face. Or maybe that was the blood that was smeared across her once-porcelain cheeks.
'What the hell...?'
Jette stared at her, his mouth hanging slightly open in wonder. She seemed to be unaware of his gaze...and the fact that she did indeed have blood on her.
It was such a strange sight. Comical, even. Jette's lips curled into a smile as he stared at her, wondering about the story behInd the stain.
Was it fresh blood?
'Looks fresh enough I s'pose...'
Did she just come from a fight?
'She doesn't look so tough...'
Had she just murdered someone?
'A fellow student...? Oh! Oh! A teacher!?!?'
Jette wanted to get this girls's attention, and was suddenly startled when he actually realized it. He'd always had trouble talking to others. He never had any problem with expressing himself, and yet something always got lost in translation somewhere. Still, that was part of the reason why he'd agreed to come to this stupid school to begin with. He'd been here just over a year now and still spent most of his time pouting around. Time to change that. This lucky gal would be the first step to the new-and-improved Jette Raynehell. With a deep breath, he tried to speak, not actually thinking about what should come out...
"Hey..." It was barely a whisper.
"Uhm...you...hey, I..." Jette felt his face growing hot. The sensation irritated him.
"What are...I mean...I'm...argh! Dammit!" Giving up, his mouth was once again ahead of his mind as he called out...
"What the hell is with your face!?"
His voice was caustic but his eyes shone with instant guilt. And with that, the ice had been eloquently broken...