A tall eighteen-year-old figure has just enrolled in the academy wondering if he'll ever fit in. He strolled slowly through the halls to the area where all the boys in the school would rest their heads. With two backpacks hanging off each of his shoulders, he stopped for a moment as he came across an open door, leading to an empty room with two beds. "Here looks good." he exclaimed to himself in a strangely deep voice. He took one step inside the room and looked around to see if anyone was in there, which there wasn't, and tossed his luggage onto a bed to his right and closed the door behind him. He practically tossed himself as well onto the bed and laid flat on it. "Why did they have to send me here? What's the point? Why do I these powers? Are these gifts? Or are they curses? Whatever they are, I don't see the point in having them or being here. I'll just have to wait it out and see....."