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[center][h1]Long Day[/h1][/center]
[center][h2][i]Even More So With This Asshole[/i][/h2][/center]
[center]Interacting with [@cloudystar][/center]

Garin looked up to the large sign outside of the school a mild glare in his eyes from the rising sun.

[center][h3][color=gold]Kosei Academy[/color][/h3][/center]

He cleared his throat. [color=0076a3]"Kosei Academy, so...what do you have for store in me, hm?"[/color] he mumbled quietly to himself before picking up his bags and walked to the front door. Thankfully, someone was kind enough to open the door for him, with their mind of course but needless to say he thanked...the wrong person before entering, earning a funny look to which he took no notice of. In fact, he had earned a lot of looks, mostly because every person he walked past had their hair standing on end thanks to his electrifying personality?

"RUDE!" Garin turned around, raising a brow before shrugging it off and continuing on, unaware of what had happened. He was focused, intent on checking himself in before doing anything else. He asked around a bit on where to check in before someone from the student government hastily helped him out. Hastily because her little fanboy group had been following her for sometime and needed help getting out of the predicament. When Garin had stepped forward to ask for assistance, she quickly took him by the hand, talking about haven't seen him in years and whatnot. As confusion rested on his face, he was lead to one of the offices meant to assign new students and previous students their beds. It was in the front lobby like the rest of the offices. How he skipped over it was beyond him but nevertheless he followed but not before taking notice to [@cloudystar] a boy smoking a cigarette. He stopped for a moment and watched as he passed and simply raised a brow. [color=0076a3][i]'We can smoke here?'[/i][/color]

"Name please..." Stated the staff as they skimmed through papers, most likely trying to find his.

[color=0076a3]"Oh...Uhhh...Garin von Sturm."[/color] He said with a smile and was shortly handed a few pages to sign.

"Ohh Mr.Sturm, your bed has been fitted with a faraday cage for safety reasons." The staff member handed him his papers along with his schedule, room assignment and a few other things.

[color=0076a3]"A wha?"[/color]

"Fara- You'll see." Wide eyed for a moment before settling back to his normal lackadaisical expression. He simply grabbed his belongings and made his way to his room. 

4-A seemed to be the males dorm and it was quite the place. It held its own lounge, though not as equipped as his other school's was but a lounge nonetheless. The elecbtrical boy managed to find his room and walked in with a sigh.

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Taking out his phone he held the home button. [color=0076a3]"Siri-"[/color] its screen changed.

[i]boop[/i]

[color=0076a3]"What is a Faraday cage"[/color] He asked with a bit of concern. His phone brought up a picture.

[i]A Faraday cage or Faraday shield is an enclosure formed by conductive material or by a mesh of such material, used to block electric fields. Faraday cages are named after the English scientist Michael Faraday, who invented them in 1836[/i] Garin remained silent for a nodded before clicking his tongue.

[color=0076a3]"Faraday cage...riiiiiight."[/color] He repeated with a hint of defeat but there were other things that needed to be done like unpacking, finding his classrooms, meeting people, having a smoke...

A smoke...

With a light cough he set his things in his locker and locked it before making his way to the lobby with a cigarette in his mouth. Funny enough the boy that he saw smoking not too long ago was still there. Since they were both smokers, he figured he could start a conversation with that. 

Moving off to the boy's side in visable range he turned to him, his hard but laxed look meeting the mob bosses own.

[color=0076a3]"Think you can spare a light? Kinda ran out of fluid for mine."[/color] He asked with a smooth calm voice. He kept it short sweet and to the point. It was a school for delinquents basically and the worst way to start was with a peppy attitude and this guy didn't seem the type to enjoy that. If anything, maybe didn't want to be bothered at all. Worth a shot.