[h1][color=003471][center]Gray Crowell[/center][/color][/h1]

It had been one week since he had transfered to this school with his little twin sister Violet. As he traversed down the hallway, he seemed to have an annoyed expression on his face as he looked around the schools hallway. As he analyzed the hallway, he eventually came upon his own blue locker with the same familiar numbers imprinted on it. He let out a slight huff as he went to work procuring a few unspecified items he left there. After grabbing such items, he ruffled his long lavender hair, sighing slightly.

[color=003471][i]"Why did my sister rope me into this? I know I told her I wasn't interested in any of the current clubs this school had and then she decided to sign me up for one. Even worse, she said it was in her place since she took on more clubs than she could handle... heh, that will never get old I guess... Besides, she was superior in searching for unreal things as spirits nor mythical beings that didn't exist. Honestly, this club seems to be a bit undesirable, but she signed me up so I guess I'll just deal with it now... it's not like I had anything better to do..."[/i][/color]

It really was the truth that he didn't have anything better to do for the time being. This school harbored no Kendo Club, nor did they have any signs of an Archery Club he could participate in, heck not even a spec of Animanga Club either. There truly wasn't anything he could do to preoccupy his time other than homework and this club now that he begrudgingly thought about it. Plus, he didn't exactly have any friends nor was outgoing as his twin sister who got him into a club as a sort of reserve for her in his mind. Though he loved his sister a lot, he sometimes wished that she didn't act like a magnet who attracted trouble. Hopefully this would be different than that other time. The boy moved his left hand up to his right shoulder, slightly wincing as if there was some semblance of pain embedded there.

[color=003471][i]"Yeesh, even after all those months it still gets to me... Well, as long as she is fully recuperated, it's all find to me that I took the hit. Maybe I'll take this hit for her too, even though it really wasn't much of a blow. I hope this club doesn't take too long as I still need to analyze much of this town so I can confirm that my sister will be safe... Although, this whole place feels different... meh, I'm just not used to things yet or probably just imagining things."[/i][/color]

The boy chuckled to himself as he made his way down the hallway in a calm and collected shape. He shouldn't get bent out of shape just because of his mind playing obvious tricks on him. Even though he felt the need to disapprove the existence of spiritual manifestations upon getting into the club, he didn't want to at all ruin the fun with reality. Grays belief in ghosts had dispersed ever since he found that his stepfather had myriads of logical explanations to it, but still went along with his mother which still confused him to this very day. Along with the fact that he didn't have the same blessing as his sister gab leeway to such green thoughts.

The boy took a look at the time on one of the walls, finding it to be five minutes till the club meet in start, which gave him enough time to go about his business as he really needed to go to the bathroom along with eating the last parts of his half-full bento package he made for lunch. It might of not been the best thing to truly taste, but it was certainly healthier than the school lunches here. Going about his business, he came upon two restrooms with different markings on each of them, he wondered if he should go into the boys or girls bathroom. Both boy and girl often mistook his gender, however he never bothered to correct them on their misgivings. Either he would go in with a sense of respect for the other gender or the false ways most people saw him. He decided to go into the males bathroom due to the highest amount of respect and did away with the liquid building up in his bladder.

As soon as he exited the bathroom, he garnered a few weird looks from a guy and girl passing by the rooms. This wouldn't exactly bode well as the two must of gotten the wrong idea from what he could procure, and gave them an awkward smile and wave. Gray pondered on keeping his real gender a mystery at this point or explaining to a few people that he was actually a guy. Maybe once he made a couple of friends he would, but right now he waited for the duo to disperse from his sight, be for grumbling a little bit before looking at the time. Thankfully it was two minutes till the club held their first meeting... wait.

[color=003471][i]"Oh crap, I'm going to be late! I need to move, otherwise the club leader might make me toast! Alright, where did that flyer say it was in again?... Right, the biology classroom!... Wait, crap, that means I still have to run as I'm too far away to make there just by simply walking!"[/i][/color]

With a huff, he made his way through the hallway in a mad dash to make it to the room as he didn't understand what the leader was like. Gray, however, didn't want to invoke her wrath if she was anything cruel to people who were late. The name he recalled from the flyer was a bit familiar... did he have a few classes with that person? Oh well, it didn't matter now as he never paid any mind to some of the people in his class. Upon being within a few feet of the biology classroom, he stopped to get his bento box out and finish the rest of the prepared meal. Procuring his chopsticks, he began eating what was left in the box before finding himself standing in front of the door. He swiftly gulped down the remaining food, shoved the items back into his backpack, and made it into the room.

[color=003471][i]"I wonder what this Angie person is like, along with the o The members of this club. I'm sure most of them are obsessed with the occult and I'm most likely the odd one out. Even though that stuff isn't real, it is highly interesting to say the least..."[/i][/color]