#ethirdilia

The high elf stares long and hard at the pamphlet on the notification board and frowns at it. Starting a conversation with the stranger next to him- making /his/ problems also the problem of the person next to him. "I really question why I chose to do soccer as a class and I keep being side-lined, you know, it feels like a lost class for me but on the other hand I can just scroll through TikTok during matches and I look mighty fine in shorts. What do you think should I stay in the class?"

Akobel stood in front of the notification board – fingers tightly gripping the straps of his backpack straps as he stared at all the papers pinned up in front of him in confusion. He got lost on campus trying to find his next lecture and rather than asking for help, he just stared at the board like a lost puppy as if it were to magically give him directions. He hadn't even noticed someone come up beside him but he was startled when the stranger talked to him – Akobel stared at the other with a confused look for a solid thirty seconds while they continued talked to him.

"Did you just compliment your own ... butt?" was all Akobel offered quizzically while his lips turned into a frown. He doesn't want to keep talking to the other but he's lost and needs help – what was the easiest way to ask someone to show Ako his next class without actually saying it? Compliment them? "I bet you're really good at ... kicking balls? Maybe you should stay with that class," Ako finished lamely before sighing.

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Joohyun tilted her head to the side, she was sure she’d never seen the male before in her life. Or maybe she did? The doll mimicked his frown as if it would come to her. “I’ve only ever been to two places before in my whole life. Sir’s basement and here at the academy.” Joohyun did notice he was a cute looking boy, she thought that he would make a good cam start like her. She didn’t like that idea though the doll would rather not have more competition. That train of thought brought her to the realization. “Oh my cam show? Have you seen my shows before?”

(sms) : Negative? yes but not grumpy

(sms) : Just calling it like how I see it

(sms) : Sorry I think Zitao gave you the wrong number

(sms) : Either he’s an asshole...married or didn’t want to talk to you

@ethirdil-ia

Green eyes widened as the gesture caught her attention before they narrowed and she squared her shoulders. It was not a good day for the witch - though to be fair, in general it wasn’t a good time for her at all - and this coming from a stranger she had never met before? 

And then she spotted the ears and suddenly it all made sense. 

Of course it would be an elf.  She could put two and two together to realize he must have made friends with her circle of bullies.

If she had learned anything since being at the academy it was that elves and she did not mix. It was as if the very sight of her drew some deep seated hatred from within them for no reason that she could understand and it looked this this boy would be no different. 

It had been some time since she had been at the receiving end of such rude gesture and to anyone else it wouldn’t have seemed like anything other than a quick slip of the hand but oh, she knew. And judging by the smirk upon his lips he knew too. 

Anger seethed through her veins as her fingers curled around the notebook in her hands. She could feel Vanimelda pressing against her trying to bring her down from whatever snap decision she was about to make and possibly regret but she ignored him.

‘Kat....’ ‘Kat!’ ‘KATARINA’

Her hand was lifting in the air, fingers quickly making a gesture just as rude as the one she had received. Would she regret it later when he reported back to the group and they exacted revenge? Possibly.

Did it feel good to respond right now? 

Extremely good.