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Squeezing past the hordes students that filled the halls was a young man who might have passed for a normal kid if it weren't for the absurdly long ebony hair the trailed behind him easily over twice his height in length. A red headband kept all but one bouncing bang out of his cheerful face as he pardoned and excused his way through his peers, a loose purple shirt hung off his thin frame its neck being so loose and wide to miss one of his shoulders entirely. A simple pair of jeans and basic shoes accompanied the look completing a perfect blend of casual and a lazy afternoon.
The whole place seemed like an ordinarily high school to Edward, save the stray powered up teen losing it every now and again in the background. A small class had assembled outside a room and he recognized a few people from the test, but he had to hold up in the homeroom to give his hair a brush, no matter how much control he seemed to have fighting always gave him knots. A smaller kid seemed to be trying to avoid people’s gazes, it struck Edward as a little odd surely no one should have to be worried here, we're all freaks at the end of the day. A small tug at the corner of his mind easily recognized as sympathy lead him closer to the boy a few strands snaked their way out of the main body of hair, increasing the tip in density ever so slightly is snuck over and tapped on the boy’s shoulder.
"Hello I'm Ed, what’s your name?"
Squeezing past the hordes students that filled the halls was a young man who might have passed for a normal kid if it weren't for the absurdly long ebony hair the trailed behind him easily over twice his height in length. A red headband kept all but one bouncing bang out of his cheerful face as he pardoned and excused his way through his peers, a loose purple shirt hung off his thin frame its neck being so loose and wide to miss one of his shoulders entirely. A simple pair of jeans and basic shoes accompanied the look completing a perfect blend of casual and a lazy afternoon.
The whole place seemed like an ordinarily high school to Edward, save the stray powered up teen losing it every now and again in the background. A small class had assembled outside a room and he recognized a few people from the test, but he had to hold up in the homeroom to give his hair a brush, no matter how much control he seemed to have fighting always gave him knots. A smaller kid seemed to be trying to avoid people’s gazes, it struck Edward as a little odd surely no one should have to be worried here, we're all freaks at the end of the day. A small tug at the corner of his mind easily recognized as sympathy lead him closer to the boy a few strands snaked their way out of the main body of hair, increasing the tip in density ever so slightly is snuck over and tapped on the boy’s shoulder.
"Hello I'm Ed, what’s your name?"