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I loved learning. Many subjects interests me. The only thing I don't love is the Akademiya. The system they have set up is terrible, with all the Matra's. The school claims their main concern is safety, academic achievement, and fun. All of which, the students do not have.
I suppose you could say I have it all. I wasn't rich by all means, but I wasn't off terribly. Not as much as my friend, Kaveh any how.
I looked down at the blank sheet of paper in front of me. This essay had me stumped. I wasn't sure how I should start the introduction, let alone what I was going to write about. This was my final exam. I huffed in frustration loudly, earning a few glares at me. I blew my [H/c] out of my face. (Unless you're bald, my bad G.)
I decided to give up and go to the cafe, and think on it. I gathered my belongings and left for the door. I continued my walk to my small home, where I was greeted by my cat Scout. I dropped my things and picked him up, stroking his fluffy grey hair. It has been me and Scout for a while.
It might be quite common in a world like this, but a few years ago my parents, being researchers, went missing on Dragonspine. They were trying to push me into studying the cold terrain, but I would not oblige with me being stubborn and dead set on studying history. They wanted to bring back the lost treasure to push me in the 'right' direction. Which really means their direction.
Never the less, they loved me and I loved them. I held my own off of scholarships from the school, though a was getting a bit worried due to the paychecks running a little low now.
I got dressed into more comfortable clothing, being {trousers/shorts/skirt} and a [F/C] blouse. I grabbed my house keys before kissing Scout on the nose and leaving. I walked into the cafe with it looking particularly dull today. I sat down and ordered tea and decided to sketch some plants in my small notebook and list their properties.
I eventually looked up from my work, glancing across the room to a vision user. I felt a small pang of jealousy, which was the case in majority of those who didn't have one. He wore strange clothes. The most normal part of his outfit was the black shorts he wore, he didn't seem to have a shirt on causing him to stand out, not to mention the helmet of an animal on his head. He wore an Electro vision which had me interested. There were certainly not many of those around. Eventually my curiosity go the best of me and I leaned over the person next to me.
"Who's that?" I asked in a hushed voice, pointing. "The General Mahamatra." They answered blandly glaring the shirtless guy across the room. "Certainly, a bit weird choice in clothing for the forest." The grey haired boy shook his head, closing his book and adjusting the ear muff looking things on his head.
"What are those?" I asked pointing to the thing on his head. "Headphones. They block out annoying people who ask questions, though I don't think they are working well." I shot him a glare before watching the weirdly half clothed guy look over at the grey haired guy next to me. Only then did I notice him trying to hide in his book, attempting to hide from the General I presume.
The white haired boy crossed the room, approaching us. "Alhaitham." The boy greeted.
Alhaitham sighed and looked up, "Cyno." He greeted back rather coldly.
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".<Claws>." (Cyno x reader)
RomanceY/n is an ordinary student at the akademiya. Nothing particularly interesting about them. They study History, not looking for any large break throughs in the field. They mostly stick to seeing what interesting factors happened in the past. Not looki...