The First Chapter: Freshman year

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Story By: me & lucasyari

*Kiro pov 

Chapter 1

Another day of classes.

Damn.

I enter the lecture hall, dragging my feet as I make my way to the empty seat in the corner. The lecture hall is smaller than most on campus, I really don't know if that's good or not. But I don't care anyway, I just wanna finish classes and go see Alexis. As I sit down, out of the corner of my eye I see someone sit down in the seat next to mine. I don't think much about it, even though I usually sit alone to focus better. Clack. I looked over at the boy next to me, his phone fell right next to me. I pick it up and hand it to him.

"Here, you dropped this." I say.

He fumbles, "Oh shit- thanks."

I smile, "No problem."

The lecture was boring, I barely took any notes anyway. As the class rushes out the doors, I feel a tap on my shoulder. Oh, it's the guy who dropped his phone, I thought.

"Yes?" I say, looking over my shoulder.

"Yeah, hey. I have a favor to ask." The boy said.

I turned around "What?" I ask.

"Do you know where the dining hall is?" He asks gingerly.

I look at my phone, "Oh, it is around lunch right? I'll take you there," I say, sticking out my hand, "My name's Kiro, what's yours?"

He shakes my hand and smiles, "Jacob." He says.

As I show Jacob around to the dinning hall closest to our music district, as we walk we start to talk.

"I've never seen you around this area before, and it's not that big. Did you just transfer or something?" I ask curious.

"Yup, I used to be in the art major, but shit went down. I got a rare chance to transfer to another major instead of being dropped." Jacob explained.

I stop for a second, "Wait, the art major is like all the way on the other side of campus, so isn't your dorm there? Or do you live off-campus?"

He sighs. "No shit, I have to walk from there to here now, but I'm looking for options near here off-campus." 

We reached the dining hall and ate together. Then I helped him go to Anglewood Hall, the closest study hall near over. I showed him the areas where the music performance major stuff was, what equipment he needed, and what instruments he plays.


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