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           ’ oh…                oh, look! the thing made                                               stars. ‘

       not really, but luka doesn’t                     have to know that.

          ‘ it was like pow ! i’ve never               seen so many colours ! ‘

                        …                    ’ what was it? ‘

           ’ hey ! hey, do you see that? ‘

                      ‘ look at that ! ‘

                                 ’ it’s cool, right? ‘

    colin traveled to san fransokyo because of his fascination with its architecture. he loved how diverse the city was. but as he researched further, he noticed that there was a school that specialised in robotics. new york garnered technology too, but it was nothing like the talents and all kinds of engineering skills in san fransokyo.

    once he was nearly a metre away from the gates to the university, he simply stared at it from afar. the male was not shy or anything, yet he hesitated to enter the school grounds. he looked slightly old to enter it. colin was obviously not a student. before he walked for a closer look, he noticed a man walking out of the place. it was a great opportunity to make a new friend, or perhaps something more. he approached the man before he spoke to him: