Guy walked down the hall to his next class, Thought he walked slumped over, he carries a smile, which occasionally confused people, as if it was an oxymoron, or a phenomenon of some sort. As he waked he would hear student call to him "stand up straight" and he would do so, but naturally go back to his hunched stance. He never really liked school, and he had only recently been taught to read, but he loved the people, they looked so elegant and fabulous compared to him, he didn't even have a uniform. Some would call him a fish out of water, but he thought it was more like being the king, the one distinction from the others was the clothes on his back. As he made it to his next class he sat down and stared pointlessly into the wall beside him.