v a n i t a s

~ High School Not Musical ~ (unversed-king)

「♛」;; ⊰ High School to the spiky haired raven was like going to hell for five hours then going home everyday. It was his last year, however he was a year older then most because of going to reform school, or a correctional institution. Basically a prison for people below the age of eighteen. People often asked Vanitas how he got there, he'd tell them that the justice system sucked. It  started when he was eight years old, he stole a publishers prize van that a had a large check inside. He got caught when he tried to cash it. His life was changed when he met the judge, who changed his life with one word. Guilty. Lucky for him, the reform school he was sent too still educated the 'prisoners', however it still wasn't decent. No where close. But now he was out, it had been two years now. The first thing he did when he got out was try to get revenge on the judge, however he was too late, the judge died three days before the day he got out. So now there was nothing much to do other then concentrate on his education, and be happy the school even allowed him on the property to begin with. People in the school tried their damn hard best to stay away from him, probably because of the first day he got here, his homeroom teacher asked him in front of the class, 'Is there anything you think we'd like to know about you' and he said that he was in juvenile detention for a few years, which scared them all off. In truth, Vanitas would rather not be friends with any of the people here, the way people were separated in High School was like a food chain, and somehow he himself was a predator which no other 'animal' would dare to go near.