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Inside of the student dormitory, a young Asian girl no more than four and a half feet tall skipped happily down the hallways as her childishly pastel colored baggage floated after her on a disc of hard white light. Around her feet were a cloud of soft white butterflies, fluttering around in a dance of lights. The girl herself seemed to have not a care in a world as she these things happened about her. In theory, the collective was a remarkable exercise of skill, a testament to many long hours spent in discipline on the road to full mastery. In practice, however, the it was really less than perfect.

The luggage bounced against the ground and Anh Sang looked back at it in annoyance. The disc that held it was only a few inches high and wobbling badly, its edges blurring and sharpening as the light tried to escape its clumsily forged shape. The butterflies in comparison were stable but the white light on them was purely standard fare, pretty to look at but generally useless. If anybody were to swat at them too hard, or if Anh Sang were to step on them, the limb would simply pass through. They were only semi solid, after all.

The girl scrunched up her face in concentration and gestured with her hand, a wild motion that seemed more for drama than any concrete idea of control. The disc heaved up unsteadily, drifting upwards by only an inch before halting. There was some sound as items inside the luggage jostled about. But it held. She continued on blithely, glancing at door numbers as they came.

Soon enough, she reached the room that she thought she was assigned to. Her mommy had given her a backpack full of things that she would immediately need so Anh Sang opened it up. Inside, there was a yellow envelope with all of her documents inside. Passport, copy of her birth certificate, insurance. And then there were all of the papers that the school had sent, with the top sheet showing very clearly her student information.

"Yay!" According to that paper, she was in the right place after all. Excitedly, she took out the key that the nice lady at the Admission's Office had given her and slipped it into the lock. It fit perfectly.

With a hum, Anh Sang pushed the door open and marched inside to her new home away from home, butterflies and all following.
 

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<div align=center> In a rush of awkward limbs, the young boy went to turbo-mode in order to get everything straight in his unusually cluttered room. It wasn't like him to let things get bad at all, but with the attempts to create his sort of science project from the night before his room was left in shambles. So much for making clothes that wouldn't decimate when he shifted.

Well, with that failed experiment to make dynamic fabric and being that 3 am was way past his bed time he passed out only to wake up that he forgot not only to tidy, but that he was finally going to get his first room mate. The staff had decided to give the boy some time on his own to collect his bearings, and give him his own dorm for the time being. As much as he appreciated the solitude he was more than happy to share his dorm with someone else, and possible make a friend along the way. Well, at least hopefully, that would be the case.

Papers were sorted, beds were made, space was cleared, and places were dusted. The room was in decent order after about five minutes of brisk tidying. He nearly jumped out of surprise when he heard the key turn into the door. He straightened himself up real quick, and was about to approach the door until, little did he know, the glass bottle from the night before met the heel of his foot. With an ungrateful stumble, he fell backwards, crashing hard on the ground face first. Before he could make a smooth recovery the girl entered the room, only to find the boy looking up to her from the floor, his stomach to the ground.

A sheepish smile appeared on his face, as it flushed with embarrassment. This was awkward. ”Um... Hello!” </div>
 

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"Um... Hello!"€

It was a boy. Mommy and Daddy had told her that her roommate might be a boy but Anh Sang had really been hoping for a girl to play princesses with. The Asian girl frowned a little in thought, hands on her hips in an attempt to copy the pose her mommy made when she wanted answers. It made her feel like she was being really tough and serious!

"Uh, hi,," she said in partially slurred English. It was hard to keep up schoolwork with all the moving her family did, so for the most part, Anh Sang had been doing her learning through tutors. Her Japanese tutor said that she was way better at that than English, which made her feel a little better about speaking it funny. She bet that she could speak better English than he did, though.

She glanced over her new roommate in a very youthful way, the type that didn't put her brain working into any deep analyses. No, her primary concern was making sure that the person she was going to be living with wasn't ugly. Her parents were both doctors so she saw lots of people who were ugly but for a reason. If her roommate was an ugly person, then she would have to ask he had a reason, too, and that would be super awkward! In any case, Anh Sang hoped that he'd at least be a nice pretty person or nice ugly person. But she really hoped that he'd be a nice pretty person.

I guess he's kind of pretty, Anh Sang thought doubtfully, eyes jumping from the boy sprawled on the ground to the rest of the surprisingly clean room. He wasn't quite as pretty as she was, of course. But for a boy, he was really pretty. Ohh...! Maybe he would like to play princesses with her? His hair was a little short but some princesses had short hair, too. Not too many of them, though, so maybe he could be a junior princess instead.

Mommy told her to be nice when she met her roommate, so Anh Sang bounced on her heels a little before smiling brightly. It probably wouldn't be so bad, she guessed. "I'm Phạm! Thị! Ánh! Sáng!" she said in singsong Vietnamese, punctuating each syllable proudly. "That's Anh Sang in English! What's your name?"
 

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<div align=center> Well, at least it didn’t seem like she was going to laugh at him, right? Though, he couldn’t help but to notice that it looked like she was expecting someone… Else. With shaky knees he stood up and brushed himself off, almost struggling to keep his balance. He adjusted his glasses and ran a hand through his pale blonde hair, smiling a little bit. She seemed to be from a country far from here, just like he was, on account of her accent. At least he could get the opportunity to learn about a different culture, perhaps? But the bottom line was, of course, that they had to at least like each other.
Her calculative mood turned to friendliness which was something that truly relieved the boy. She had a nice name, he thought to himself, and beamed with excitement.

”Well, it’s lovely to meet you Ahn Sang!’ He began sincerely, before bowing his head ever so slightly. He stuck out his hand for a handshake, the gesture only asserting the mannerisms injected into his persona when he was young. ”My name is Methuselah Breckenridge. But uh… You can call me Oliver, if it’s easier.” But to be honest that was what he really wanted to be known by. Or just simply Oli. But hey, whatever was best. He looked to his now tidy room, and then down at… Woah, were those butterflies?!

”Oh!” He responded excitedly as he marveled at the butterflies scattered along the ground. He looked rather curious, though was all the while impressed. But they didn’t look.. Real. It was as if they were constructed from light itself. ”D-did you make those?” The question rang out in a squeaked whisper. They were pretty, and he sure liked pretty things. ”Aww, they’re so cute…” After doting over them for a second or two Oli stood straight back up, his face once more red with embarrassment. [color=00F49DF]”OH! Um… Oh my… Well, on any case that is a rather neat ability you have there, if it is your power.”[/color] He concluded with a shy shrug of his shoulders, hoping that he wasn’t prodding or being rude. </div>
 

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Anh Sang beamed as she shook the boy's hand. It was really lucky she gotten a nice pretty person as a roommate! "Okay! Hi, O-li-ver!" She tried to mimic the exact way that he had spoken. The rest of his name, though, was way too hard for her to pronounce. It also had slipped her mind for the most part so the only syllables that she had caught were the beginning and end.

Then Oliver saw her butterflies and Anh Sang knew right then that they were going to be best friends forever and ever. "Yep, this is just a little of what I can do!" she said proudly. Gesturing, she brought the entire swarm into the room, with her luggage hovering unstably after. That was fine, though. She let it drop right next to the doorway, fully intending to unpack later. Maybe.

The light that had been molded in the disc flew into her hands and shaped itself into a hard light baton. Without the burden of actually having to support a solid object, it had stopped flickering into a soft light state. The top was a little lumpy but it was also super shiny, with little rainbows sparking inside of the light.

She tapped Oliver gently on the head with it, sending off a thin shower of light. "We are going to be bestest friends," Anh Sang declared solemnly before breaking out into a grin. "Or I will throw rainbows at you until we are! That's the other part of what I can do! It's really super pretty!"

And maybe it would take a while to convince the boy, but Anh Sang really thought that he would make a pretty princess. He had the right cuteness and manners and everything!
 

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<div align=center>Well, it was clear that the two were going to get along just fine. She was nice, and seemed to like the same things Oliver did. The only thing that may butt heads is just how vastly their abilities were, though that wasn't going to be a real problem, was it? He merely looked it awe at the luggage floating in by the supernatural force, and how good she was at what looked like pure light. ”What a great ability!” He chirped excitedly, smiling broadly.

He watched in wonder as the disk shifted to a baton, wondering just how it worked. He flinched slightly and giggled a bit with the touch of the baton. Never mind the seemingly harmless threat, she could make rainbows! ”Hehe, I know we'll be! I hope you'll like it here!” He then tilted his head. ”I would love to get to see one of your rainbows soon, if you would like."

Besides her ability, what else could Oliver find out about her? He had so many questions for her, but didn't want to overload her. Where to begin. ”So Anh Sang, where are you from? I'm from England. And what sort of things do you like to do?” Suddenly, he ran a hand through his hair in an embarrassed fashion. ”S-sorry I ask so many questions... I just want to get to know you, is all.”</div>
 

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Anh Sang giggled happily as Oliver continued unknowingly cement himself into her category of friends. There was just no faking the excitement and awe on his face -unless he was a really, really good actor. In that case, Anh Sang wouldn't know what to think. It would be great a talent for games, though. Only, he might be way too good for her and that would be awkward.

And the way that he reacted so self consciously was just adorable! Okay! I'm keeping him! the girl thought to herself gleefully. She refrained from doing that kind of creepy, kind of cool hand rubbing thing that people in movies sometimes did when they were plotting. But plotting she definitely was. Green would probably really nice on him...

"No, no, it's fine! I don't mind it at all!" the girl said. "I was born in Ho Chi Minh City in Vietnam. We don't always live there, though. Sometimes we go to Osaka in Japan. That's where my mommy's family lives."

"As for what I like," she paused dramatically before a large grin came over her face. "I like making rainbows, looking for shiny things, painting, drawing -anything artsy, really!- and playing princesses!" Suddenly, she gave him a solemn look, saying, "You can be my junior princess, if you'd like," before brightening up again and giggling.

She waved her baton, smiling at the sparkles that it gave off before turning her attention back to Oliver. "So, anyways what about you?" Oh, maybe if he liked art, too, then they could draw picture stories together!
 

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<div align=center>Now that Oliver had officially determined she was safe, he let his hesitance decrease and his comfort levels to rise. She was nice, and around his age group it seemed as well. Oliver personally had poor experience with dorm mates well above his age, though thankfully Anh Sang was a break from that. Plus, she was kinda cute!

Upon listening to her origin, Oliver grew very interested. He had never met someone from so far away before, and he'd always wanted to see eastern Asian countries. Especially Japan, no doubt. ”Well, how very interesting! You'll have to tell me about it some time.” He commented simply, knowing that she only had to share if she was comfortable.

With the mention of her likes and hobbies, Oliver got to thinking. He wasn't the most artistic of people, at least in physical skill. Though he did possess some aesthetic values, especially when it pertained to anything cutesy. Speaking of which... They could play princesses?! Oliver almost retorted with excitement, but had that subconscious voice to tell him otherwise. He had grown up in a place that constantly told him that's for girls and why don't you go play a sport or something?. He didn't really enjoy things considered 'manly' or the like. Perhaps this was because he was refined, but more likely it was due to his nature. But she wanted to play princesses? And didn't mind if he wasn't a girl? Heck, she even bypassed the fact that he could have asked to be a knight or prince, to which he would say no. So, with an excited smile, he nodded. ”Sure! I would love to play princesses with you!”

Well, now to mention what he liked. Hm... He wasn't much like her in terms of likes, come to think of it... ”Well, I like science and math... But learning in general is rather enjoyable... Ooh! I also like music, creating new ideas, and dinosaurs! Speaking of which, that is my power- I can transform into them!” Uh oh, was it too early to mention that last part? He got a little to excited, it looked like. Not wanting her to be scared of him, he added ”But don't worry, I would never, ever hurt anybody.”.</div>
 

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Okay, Anh Sang like Oliver. She really liked Oliver. If she were any older, this might have been called a crush but she just couldn't help it! He was cute, didn't laugh at her for wanting to play princesses, and actually wanted to play with her, too! So suddenly, Oliver was caught right on the line between cute and cool in Anh Sang's mind. And he seemed to be interested in her home countries so that was a plus for him, too! If he really wanted her to -well, that was to say, if she could convince him of it- she would gladly teach him how to speak in that Osakan accent her mommy sometimes used by accident. Because no matter what anybody said to her about proper and all, Anh Sang thought that it sounded really neat!

When it came Oliver's turn to say what he liked, the girl couldn't help but feel just a little disappointed. She didn't really like math all that much and science was okay but sometimes she got words confused in her mind. Labs and things like that were fun, though. And rainbows! Rainbows were science, too!

So happily perceiving that they had an interest in common, Anh Sang took note of her roommate's other likes. Music was nice. Mommy and Daddy were always trying to get her to play some kind of traditional instrument but she hadn't really gotten into it. Though she did think that they sounded pretty, she wasn't sure that she could sit down for so long and practice. Maybe she would actually try it out some time? When she was older. There wasn't any need for a rush. The new ideas part sounded like it could be pretty fun, and then-

Wait, did he just say he could turn into dinosaurs?

"Eh?" Anh Sang squeaked in surprise since it came so out of the blue. "Really?" At first, she wasn't sure whether Oliver was being serious or not but then in the middle of talking about it, he seemed to pause in surprise. Maybe he thinks I'd be afraid? she thought, despite the fact that it really was kind of scary to her. She thought some dinosaurs were okay but others were just flat out terrifying. The boy finished with some reassurance that he would never hurt anybody and that was when Anh Sang could determine that firstly, he was being totally serious -probably- and secondly, she was absolutely not going to be stupidly afraid.

Because, well. Being afraid was for really little kids, right? And she really wanted to like Oliver, too, and already did even, so she wasn't going to be afraid anyways.

"Well. Well that's cool!" Anh Sang said bravely, nodding. Yep, no way was she going to lose a perfectly good friend because she thought some dinosaurs were kind of scary. And he probably wasn't going to be a dinosaur often anyways, and she could probably get used to it, so everything was definitely going to be fine!