[color=fff79a]Time:[/color]5:30
[color=fff79a]Location:[/color]Campus Commons
[color=fff79a]Interactions:[/color]None 
Adam scanned the crowd, before returning to his book. He’d never really fit in at Nova, despite living in their care for four years. He found books more interesting than people, to be honest. Books didn’t care about how he was a Star. They didn’t talk back. And with a book, he could pretend to be a normal person. With people, real ones, he’d always be unusual. The Star mark on his back was to blame for that. 
Without it, he’d just be another teenager, worried about dates and school. He wouldn’t be as strong without it, not nearly, but he didn’t care about his power. Throwing stuff really far, bending metal, running faster and farther than a normal person, what was that compared to family? Or even an unremarkable life? Adam knew plenty of people envied Stars. To him, though, it was nothing to envy. He’d trade it all for a single normal day.