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As Yuri rode on the flatbed truck away from his home with his expecting yet annoying parents, his complete lack of friends and his somewhat empty life, he found [color=#e3dac9]a twisted version of relief[/color] as the bumps and vacant road were a replacement for his calming music. He sat the furthermost back, away from the door and a perfect vantage point to get a look at the others. As he does, he kind of guesses the type of people they are, pondering what to make of them. Before he even uttered something, he stopped himself they didn't seem to want to talk amongst themselves or to anyone for that matter, so he merely had his head down, closing his eyes and waiting for the ride to start. He didn't really care about the flatbed messing up his clothes as they were just sports clothes, nothing more.

He then pondered why would they choose the option to come here... The others, anyway... Why would they subject themselves to this? He was forced to do this, they had a choice... Then again, didn't he have a choice..? All of the questions were null and void as the truck arrived to it's destination. He dusted himself off before seeing everyone quickly leave, with him trailing behind the rest of the students. He stepped on the ground for one second to see the truck quickly turn and boost out of there, with him raising an eyebrow. He soon quickly turns his attention back to the line, placing his hands in his jacket pockets and joining everyone in it. Well, this was it! The first day of being a L.O.S.E.R.. Spicy. As the other gave their introductions, he just stuck to his usual one for friends, family, adults, children, or even the next door neighbor.

[color=#e3dac9]"Yo, name's Yuri."[/color], he introduces calmly.