It was hard being a new kid at Crocus University, especially when no one knew you. It was even harder for Erik, seeing as he had left his only friend back home. Erik sighed and took a seat where the teacher was pointing: behind a boy with shockingly blue hair. Propping his head on his hands, he stared intently at the teacher as he rambled on about the history of the school. The bell rang, and the class was dismissed. Erik slung his backpack over his shoulder, checked his schedule and headed off to his next class, which was Chemistry. The teacher was a little man, no taller than Erik's waist, with a weird face. He took a seat and the class dragged on. The rest of the day went by quickly. As he walked to the dorms, Erik found himself wishing that, someday, he could make some friends.
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