Steven didn't understand. He couldn't understand.
He had been at Cross Academy for about a month now, and didn't understand what everyone seem to find special about the night class. Each day from the transition of the end of the day classes to the night classes, a brunette girl and a silver haired boy struggled to keep the classes separated. It was like they were body-guarding celebrities.
In a sense, Steven supposed they were. The night class were referred to as Elite students. They were absolutely elegant, beautiful people. The female students all seemed to go gaga for them like a bunch of fangirls, while several male students wished to be like them so the girls would notice. Beauty was something prized, yes, but what else made them so Elite? If all you have is beauty, how is that going to help with anything?
So, Steven didn't understand. He watched as the night class walked by, racking his brain to solve this mystery, looking for answers. Feeling as if he had gone through all his possibilities, he began to leave to his dormitory.
That is until Steven saw him.
A newer face had joined the mass of white uniforms and fangirls. He had short, dark brunette hair that was styled in such a way that said he was confident and liked to maintain that image. He had deep brown eyes that seemed warm and inviting, but no doubt kept hidden layers of sadness. His smile showed that he was rather cocky, but it was one of those smiles that would brighten almost anyone's day. There was one more thing Steven noticed that separated him from the rest of the mass of white;
He looked younger than any of the students at the academy, at least by 1 or 2 years.
This meant the boy had to be be genius, or that there was something rather special about him. He had never heard of any younger students being allowed into the academy without going through a strict and difficult interview or gaining scholarship (which was even more difficult.). Either way, the boy just had to be a genius. There was no doubt in Steven's mind.
He continued to watch the younger man as he walked amongst the sea of white uniforms and elegance. This man was a new mystery that Steven would add to his list of mysteries, right at the very top. He wanted to figure him out that badly, hoping that it could help solve a few of his other mysteries in the process. There was only one problem that stopped him from solving his mysteries at all.
With the classes always heavily separated, how would he even get to talk to the guy?