The day had begun the same way Trinh had always begun his days. The sunlight shined from his window through the blinds and hitting him right where his eyes happened to be. This was Trinh's wake up call before days started getting shorter and he had to set an alarm- of course, that wouldn't have to happen until later. He tossed himself out of bed and was quick to get changed. He haphazardly made his bed, just well enough so that it looked alright. He never fully made his bed- it was more comfortable sleeping in an unmade bed anyways. Trinh also had the habit of not showering in the morning. After all, he already showered at night.

Quickly, Trinh made his way to the cafeteria where he began his day with a meal. As his peers attempted to kill himself, Trinh knew he would have none of that. If he did, he could easily reach to his back where his rifle was slung. A peculiar thing about Trinh was that he only ever slung his weapon when it was time to eat or if it were time for class. For sake of comfort as well as convenience, Trinh walked through the halls with his rifle in the low port carry. Occasionally, he would move tactically from hall to hall. Naturally, others noticed him due to the hallways being so crowded, along with the fact that he was the only one moving in such a way. Trinh never stopped to explain himself. He lacked the proper social skills to do so anyways.

Compared to the long, drawn-out classes Trinh was used to back in his home country, class time was a cake walk. He fell asleep in just about every class, staying awake just long enough to catch what the homework assignments were for the week. Trinh never bothered writing his homework down- it was easy enough for him to remember anyways.

As the school day came to a halt, Trinh waltzed over to concessions for a quick snack. He didn't have very many points to spend. While he didn't have to spend any money, Trinh reasoned, he decided he would treat himself every now and again anyways. Unfortunately for him, there were people already there.