monsters on maple street

Fidget

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Taemin had been having quite a few restless nights, and as a result had spent most of his time out in the student lounge. He found the constant pace of students and teachers to be relaxing, and found it easier to catch quick naps in the middle of all the bustle. He had just woken from one such nap, still heaped up in his favourite squishy arm chair. His chin resting on the arm of his chair, Taemin curled his limbs underneath him, tucking his arms in tight to his chest.

Sleepily, he watched crowd move and flow along, his hand coming out from underneath him every so often to push his hair back away from his eyes. He caught sight of one such student, a female who was busily working her way through her books. She spent a couple minutes on each one in her stack, slamming it shut after scribbling notes and moving onto the next book. He supposed that she was probably cramming for some kind of test, and Taemin realised that he could stand to do a little studying of his own. Deciding to stay still and laze around for a little while longer, Taemin rolled into a sitting position, his eyes wandering from their last target. He locked onto a stranger he had never seen before. He was tall, much taller than he was by far. He was pretty, too.

Taemin perked up considerably, his eyes following each movement of the attractive stranger. Sliding out of his comfortable nest, Taemin crept out to the stranger, hanging just a few feet behind him, pretending to browse on other items while he kept track of the strange man. Snatching a book, the boy pretended to read a text book, staring quite openly from above the pages, careful to maintain a distance.
 

Claire

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Looking at an astrology book for his next exam, but sighed lightly. Science was never his favorite subject. He mostly found it a waste of time as he could never remember anything, which causes him to constanley take out books from the library or ask for help from the teachers. The last thing he wanted was to fail a class.

So far the school year wasn't off to a good start. Meaning that he hadn't made any friends, and even his own roomate didn't talk to him all that much. It was time for him to go and get out more, for him to be able to say that he at least had one friend to hang out with. At least he always had Acelynn. 'There is someone that seems to be taking an interest in you.' She said in my head. Looking around slowly, he closed the book in his hands to see what she was talking about.

He knew that it wouldn't be right to sneak up or to suprise the person that she had mentioned, but at the same time he wanted to know exactly what she was talking about. It would most likely be someone that he didn't know, or maybe someone from his class, but other then that he couldn't think of anyone he knew that would want to see him here. Taking a few more seconds to look around, he finally turned around to see another boy a few feet away from him. "Hey there." Not wanting to look weird, he cheerfully smiled and waited for the person to either turn around or answer him. Either way, he wanted to know more about this person.
 

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Taemin had been so focused on stumbling after the newest object of his affection, he had pushed a few people out of his way to maintain his sight on the boy. He was a cute boy, with dark hair that made him want to get even closer. Subtly, Taemin edged himself closer, peering anxiously above the pages of the book to stare desperately up at the stranger. He had been looking at books, and Taemin wanted to know what he had been looking for. Perhaps he might even know where the thing the man was looking for was located.

Startled that the boy had turned to him, and was speaking, Taemin looked around for a moment, making sure that it was really him that the stranger was talking to. Confirming that the greeting was directed at him, the boy blinked up at the man, his lips parted in admiration as he stared. "O-oh. Hello!" Recovering quickly from his initial shock, Taemin flashed a happy little smile, his eyes squinching shut. "I'm Taemin! I like your hair. I noticed that you smell awfully nice, too. What were you looking for? I saw you looking for something. I hope you don't mind ... I ..."

Taemin enjoyed lingering in the library, if only he could help the old ladies here clean up a bit. His own dorm was spotless, kept horrifically neat all the time. He didn't think he would be able to manage having a roommate, especially a dirty one. His passion was cleaning, and he could sometimes be found following other students around, picking up their mess. "I like cleaning, I like following people. Will you let me follow you?"
 

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A few seconds passed until the boy turned his attention towards Pario. As he looked at him, something seemed a bit off about the boy. Nonetheless, he couldn't let that assumption ruin a nice introduction. He seemed at least nice enough to talk to, and wasn't one of those "if you talk to me I'll kill you" types, which Pario had met too many of at this weird school. As the person infront of him started to talk, his words went from friendly to random in just a few seconds. He was used to all types of people, so he smiled a bit more and didn't make a big scene out of the boys questions.

"Thanks for the compliments there, Taemin. I'm Pario. I really like that name." He said with confidence, trying to make him feel special as that was how Pario felt. He wasn't one to get compliments often. This guy seemed like someone he would most likely be hanging out with, if he had the choice, though he didn't know why. After a few more seconds or silence, Taemin started to talk again.

As he finished talking, Pario's face had went from calm and nice to weired out. This guy wanted to follow him? Did he mean that he would carry his books and then in exchange they would be friends? Or did this guy actually want to just, follow him? Either way, it was unexpected, and in his mind, he took back what he said about I'm being the type of guy he would want to be around. "Well..." Blushing a bit out of embarrassment, he breathed calmly to regain his senses. If this guy really wanted to follow him around, what would be the harm in at least trying it? If it goes good, he may even clean his side of the dorm room for him. He pondered the thought for a second, and then nodded his head in agreement to his question. It also helped that the boy was rather good looking.
 
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