Zexion
The ship docked and Zexion arose never taking his eyes away from his book. His eyes still attached to his book, Zexion maneuvered himself through the crowd of people exiting the boat. As soon as he was off the boat he found a nice tree to sit under and continued to read his book. Zexion sat there reading, waiting with the rest of the students for the head master to show up and greet them.
It wasn't long before a young man with a mullet approached Zexion and spoke, "Is this seat taken," he asked.
Zexion glanced up for half a second, "By all means my aberrant friend."
"I'm Demyx," he said as he sat beneath the tree next to Zexion, "I'm here on a music scholarship,you?"
"I'm Zexion," he said still engulfed in his book," I'm here on a literary scholarship."
"Sweet, so whatcha readin'?"
"Le Fantôme de l'Opéra."
"That sounds familiar," Demyx said as he grabbed his sitar and began to play the Overture from The Phatom of the Opera
Zexion looked away from his book, and towards Demyx, "You understand French?"
"No not really."
"Then how did you know that piece of music was inspired by this book."
"I didn't, I've been learning this piece of music for a while now."
"Well for the record that music is inspired by this book."
"Good to know."
Demyx and Zexion sat beneath the tree conversing about music and literature for some time, but the head master was finally about to arrive to greet the students at the gates. Zexion and Demyx grabbed their belongings and walked towards the gates of Academy XIII waiting to start their new lives.