You are John Egderp-I mean John EgBERT. You are a new student at this academy. The name of this academy..? It's not important right now. You are currently standing awestruck at this building. You came here because you were invited to attend your high school years to improve your music skills, starting as a freshman. You shrugged and replied an affirmative, even though your skills are unbeatable and cannot be matched by anyone. You were that kid, the one people call a prodigy, also getting fame at an early age because you mastered the piano; playing pieces perfectly even when looking at them for the first time and even memorizing them. Anyway, back to the present, wait. Not yet. After you sent back your reply, the academy sent you a long list of stuff you should pack before coming here. They also put in a small footnote at the bottom saying that you are to leave immediately. This strikes you as a bit weird, but you shrug it off, once again, and start packing. You decide not to follow what the list says, because traveling lightly is the way to go. You stuff your few belongings, necessities, family photo, books to read, and music into the suitcase your dad bought you.
Your dad stands at the doorway, holding a cake in his hands that reads, "Congrats, you're finally leaving the house to start living like a man". You face palm and give him a manly hug as thanks. He asks if you're going to take the cake with you and he refuses to take no for an answer. He then proceeds to shove the cake in your direction and runs off sobbing. In a manly way of course. He is such a manly man, your dad. All those cans of shaving cream, pipes, and hats. You shake your head. How does he manage to keep all that stuff in one place, more like how does he AFFORD to buy that much?! That is none of your concern right now, as you had more than five years to come up with the answer to that question. Your dad ceases his sobbing for a few seconds to remind you to write letters while you're gone. You groan slightly but agree to it, and rush out the door, as you "accidentally" forget the cake your dad made. So! Back to the present, no matter on how you got here in the first place.
Unbeknownst to you, while you were busy gawking at the massive size of the academy, a few shadows were watching from the windows above… You are now the mysterious shadows lurking in the upstairs of the academy. Who will you choose? Too late, it was already decided that you will have this particular shadow. Yes, this one. The one that's closest to the window with a frown on his face that clearly says that he will cuss out anyone who dares talk to him. Your name is Karkat Vantas. You are a troll that clearly has anger issues but refuses to deal with them. (It's a wonder that you have friends, really.) Although you seem to hate the world, your friends, and yourself, you actually care deep inside. All these warm, happy feelings are under your façade. You should really lighten up sometimes.
Right now, you are looking through the window at the ground below, at the entrance grounds. More specifically, you are looking at a teenage boy who just seems to be standing there like he was for the past half hour. You wonder when he's actually going to stop looking like an idiot and actually enter the building. You cross your arms and your frown deepens even further (if that's actually possible; seems to be the case). You turn away from the window and start to leave the room. The other shadows at the back of the room look up at you and start to ask questions. "What were you looking at, Karkles?" "Is something bothering you?" "Are you angry AGAIN?" You decide not to answer these questions but just mutter, "There's a fucking new kid standing outside like a dumbfuck. I'm leaving. It's not worth a shit to look at." You quickly exit the room, slamming the door behind you, as the group inside shakes their heads in sympathy.
Well, well, well, welcome to the grand *not* adventure of my first ever fanfic! It would be nice if you (the readers) would write a helpful review or just drop a message while you're at it! *desperate hoping* Hope you guys like this... as the plot ever develops...
-A0H