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[color=silver]It was noon by the time Ryuu reached the school gates.

His arrival was heralded by heavy, exhausted cursing and the incessant, high-pitched squeaking of a bicycle on its last legs — or wheels, as it were. He'd 'acquired' the cursed thing a few kilometers into his run, once he'd realized just how damn far the school was and how long it'd [i]actually [/i]take to run all the way there. He wasn't [i]quite [/i]stupid enough to keep going on foot after that.

He was, however, still too stubborn to just take the damn bus.

Ryuu hopped off his vehicle and stumbled, unprepared for the ache in his legs. The bike clattered to the ground and was promptly abandoned there, as Ryuu made his way towards the main school building, trying not to wobble. He soon found that the faster he walked, the easier it was to pretend his legs weren't about to give out from under him — so as long as he didn't stop until he reached... wherever he was going, he figured he'd be fine. 

Now if only he knew where the hell to go.

In a moment he was running again, pushing past students lingering in the halls, breaking through groups of laughing friends and even accidentally kicking the shit out of a peeping-tom, crouched low behind a corner. He wasn't sure whether the girls he ran past screamed because of him or the creep that had suddenly fallen at their feet, but he sure as hell didn't have time to turn around and check.

The faculty office, right? That had to be the best place to go for now right now. The numbers hanging outside classrooms were all a blur, and he couldn't remember which one was supposed to be his anyway. 

He rounded another corner, desperately searching for any sign he was even on the right side of the building, when the smell of food caught up to him from somewhere close by. In an instant Ryuu realized, as if hit in the stomach with a bat, that he was absolutely [i]starving [/i]after his little athletic stunt. So, without even realizing he'd done so, Ryuu adjusted his path, his legs taking him towards the cafeteria, each step faster and more desperate than the last. He was actively shoving slower students aside now.

That was, until he rounded a corner — and ran straight [i]into [/i]someone with enough force to knock them both off-balance. Which, considering the state of Ryuu's legs, probably meant he wouldn't be getting up... well, pretty much [i]ever [/i]again.

[color=#b7353a][i]Shit...[/i][/color] 
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