In the morning Noxan tried to leave home as quickly as he can,he packed his books,his folders,and ran out the house without styling himself he was just wearing not caring about bearing peoples opinion.
He arrived early but to early,the door wasn't open yet,he was standing in morning breeze,the air waving into his lungs.
The teachers arrived and opened the door,he entered the room.Three of his classmates were already there,he wondered how.
He tough to himself
*How the doors were shut?*
Always the same three classmates were there,his seatpartner,the girl with the red hair sitting alone reading her book as if her soul was trapped in words.And Sylas,he always looked out of the window.
Noxan stood still for some seconds then confidently walked to his seatpartner.
His seatpartner always played a game and never talked to him before class, even though during and after class he switched his life,he knew that this seatpartner had a double life,at the end he was also just a human, just like the teachers,Sylas and that red haired girl.
Noxan took out his stuff for the coming lesson and noticed how his pencil are missing,he wanted to ask his seatpartner,yet he was to scared to interrupt him,the girl also wasn't a choice her eyes already swallowed he didn't wanna humble her.Noxan collected his courage and asked Sylas for a pan.
Slyas calmly said with his high angelic voice that made the air shine
"Yeah sure take this,just leave it at your place I don't need it, it's kinda just extra storage so here."
Even with his big Adams Apple it was like magic his body showed a different voice then the light hespoke.
Noxan was blushed from the inside,the ocean boiled in him,not burning but something in between.
The pen was simple but for him eveydetail of the pen was a gift.It wasa black ball point pen,it had light scratch,the pen was only used 30% of the ink.
Noxan looked at the pen, something so worthless but yet with a story behind it.This pen was like a human, worthless till it has a reason and story to be told.At least the human of this society.This society is more like a fashion week rather then a band.Everything was about telling, showing and shining, screaming for attention.