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It was a rare sight to behold, one of which many students including the one in question would have believed to be an impossibility. Vanitas, one of which activity avoided participation in any activity including his own school work, sitting behind a pile of textbooks, paper strewn across the desk of which he had commandeered. An assortment of pens sat haphazardly to his right, and open textbooks with lidless highlighters lay before him, one of the signs he had actually made an effort to read the texts he had meant to many months ago. Perhaps he had discovered he couldn't quite wing his way through classes as easily as he had in previous school years.

The library was rather silent, as was traditional for libraries, the only sounds the odd soft whispers of other students before they were hushed, and the echoing of a clock ticking somewhere nearby. Occasionally footsteps could be heard approaching as a student passed the teen by, however with one of his larger textbooks propped up so he could not be seen behind it no one stopped to bother him, not that they likely would once they realised who he was. His reputation had already made him rather well known throughout the school, of course none for a good reason.

Unfortunately for Vanitas, with the lack of noise and rather monotonous work he was doing he had dozed off, head resting on his arms crossed over on the desk. His breathing was gentle and even, and if one were to see his sleeping face they would note for the first time his normally hard expression had softened, dark bangs falling across his features. If he had chosen to study in his dorm he might have been awoken by his brazen room-mate Axel, but having not told the red head where he was going it was likely the last place Axel would check should he need to look for him.

Vanitas felt drained, exhausted, as if every ounce of his energy had been sapped from his body into the textbooks resting beneath his arms of which were acting as a pillow for his head upon the desk. He had told himself he would make the effort, or rather, more specifically told Axel that he would make the effort to read the texts he had been given for his subjects, as according to the red head who's hair was as fiery as his personality they were important to his education. Of course Axel's words weren't quite so eloquent, and Vanitas had reached a point of struggling to recall why he had made a promise towards something he clearly felt had no benefit to him personally.

There was vague recollection of reward, however Vanitas would make note to prompt Axel as to exactly what that reward would be should he actually give reading these endless texts a serious attempt, or at least a Vanitas worthy serious attempt. For now, seeing his room mate was currently unavailable, out somewhere unknown to Vanitas, the ebony haired teen made the decision to use the time to have a nap, he'd certainly wake as soon as Axel reached their dorm room door, so he could just feign he'd been studying the whole time then ask for the reward of which he was promised. 'A fullproof plan' was the last thought to run through the teens mind as he slipped into an easy, possibly not as comfortable as he'd like to be, slumber.

It was widely known amongst the student population Vanitas wasn't exactly the most dedicated student, however unknown to these students it was quite simply that he had a great dislike towards the theory of his studies. To be stuck at a desk reading textbooks for hours on end seemed like a great waste of time, Vanitas preferred a more hands on approach, he sought practicality though it would not promise his attendance.

Of course, with every subject chosen an array of textbooks would follow, however the textbooks Vanitas had received remained still plastic wrapped shoved under his bed, it was an out of sight out of mind approach. It was likely he could have been rid of them by now so the space beneath his bed could be used more efficiently, yet with a practical mind Vanitas considered that they would make great kindling should he and Axel choose to have a nice bonfire outside, at least then the textbooks would not be a complete waste.