Sotoe smiled as he sighed and looked at the great view of the academy high up in the tree. His attention was diverted to some man talking to him. When he heard the women call him a little monkey he busted out laughing.  Many people who free ran and did parkour, like his friends. Hated people comparing them to monkeys. However, Sotoe didn’t mind it since his parents would usually ask him why he preferred to run around like a monkey than a normal person. 

“No, I can get down just fine actually,” Sotoe said before he began to climb down the tree. If he made climbing up the tree look like he defied gravity. He made climbing down the tree look like he defied the laws of physics as he swung and fell down to each branch. He made it look easy like he’d lived in a tree all his life. No wonder she called me a monkey. Sotoe thought before he landed on the ground startling a few of the other students who thought the girl was talking to the tree. 

“And no, I don’t want a banana, can’t stand the taste of them, “Sotoe said before he added, “A word to the wise. Most free runners don’t like to be called monkeys, but I’m okay with it. Kind of makes me laugh. “Sotoe said before he smiled and extended his hand. “Name Sotoe Yamato, but call me whatever. I’m cool with any name.”  

He looked at the uniform and sighed, “Please don’t tell me that’s the schools uniform. It’s so bland and makes me feel like I’m like everyone else. There’s no characteristic to the uniform.  Everyone will just blend into the crow and not shine. Oh well, guess it’s just a sacrifice I’ll need to take.”