Haruma's return.[OPEN]

Ah, the return of a pleasent student. A car pulled into the driveway. A surprise to Whisper Hallow! Haruma Hihiao returns! He exited his refurbished Dodge Stealth Twin Turbo-or DSTT- and popped open the trunk. "It has been a long time since I have been here. Wonder if they kept my old room safe. Dorm 99....." he said to himself, carrying two douflebags, a suitcase, and a backpack. He was rather strong and intelligent. Haru had seen the sky was as beautiful as it was when he first arrived. Ah.....good memories.....

Flashback

"Come on Haru! Let's Play doctor!" said a girl. Haru hesitated and shook his head no and said, " But we might get caught! Besides...I have to go help my family...". The girl had replied with, "Your such a pussy you know that!?". Haru had been heartbroken and walked away. He rode a bus after leaving a letter to the Principal.

Real World

"Maybe not that many good memories but...yeah..." he said to himself once more. Haru had entered the building. The layout was exactly the same. Seeing a girl at the front desk who seemed to be familiar, Haru went to go get his keys. " Oh hey sally!" he said to her. " Haru? Oh how you have grown! This si my last day here so I guess hi and goodbye hehheh~" she replied. This was the lady trying to get Haru into her pants. Well, recieving his key he dropped off some stuff and came back to his car. What he found somehow were cigerattes. "Huh? Guess I should relieve some stress...." he said, finding a liter nd having a secret smoke. He hid the cigeratte, smoke it, flicked it away after one hit, coughed, and threw awayt he pack.

"Man that was disgusting...." Haru said.

'Matt' was leaning against the front wall of the dormitory entrance, his eyes closed. You could say he was more or less dozing while listening to music. Ah, didn't Miku's voice calm him~ When he didn't sing along to music, he just about fell asleep to it.

Hot Cocoa by Dell Honne went on. Almost as if on cue, the scent of smoke hit 'Matt's' nose. He blinked his eyes open, then closed them in and breathed in deeply. Ah, the rough smoke, the rich nicotine, and the tobacco smelled extremely good... That's when the coughing began.

I swear I can feel the junk depositing in my lungs. he thought as his body involuntarily attempted to get rid of what he just inhaled. He loved the feeling of smoking, but this happened whenever he tried. Was he really so weak that he couldn't handle it. Well, I guess it's fine. Just another thing I don't have to spend money on. he had thought when he first tried smoking and almost threw up in front of some gangsters.

But who was smoking? Smoking was prohibited in the school. He paused his ipod and placed his headphones around his neck, looking. He looked just in time to see another student mutter 'that was disgusting'.

"If you don't like smoking, then why'd you try it?" he asked, glancing at the full pack of cigarettes at the ground. It was tempting, stealing it, but 'Matt' didn't have a lighter and he knew that it'd be stupid anyway. Smoking is bad for you~

Haru had seen the boy with the headphones asking, "If you don't like smoking, then why'd you try it?". He had sighed and replied with, "I heard it relieves stress and kid, I am full of it. Tch. Only one left of my family.". He had one more thing in his trunk. But it was too heavy. "Hey, mind giving me a hand? I got some training gear for martial arts in here and they are heavy.

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[Post looks fine to me o_o]

So? 'Matt' thought rather crankily, though he kept his tongue still. He had been an orphan since last year, and he was going along rather well. Well, well enough to know that throwing away an entire pack of cigarettes on a school parking lot is a dumb choice. Just give it to a hobo, a hobo.

"I don't see why you're calling me a kid, though; you don't sound much older than me," the junior said smoothly, getting up and walking over to the guy. It was true he looked and sounded rather young (he already had gone through puberty, yet he had a somewhat feminine voice. Deep enough to be male, at least), but he was still a junior!

Truthfully, he was forcing himself with all his will to not go and apologize to this guy for bad attitude, despite that he was the one that started it in the first place. Ah, 'Matt' was too kind sometimes. "Just give me whatever," he said, carefully observing the guy. Not only was this guy freaking huge, he had bright red hair and eyes. The hell. 'Matt' thought, feeling like a midget next to him. If he wasn't so good at observing the ages of people with through their voices he would've thought this guy was a teacher.

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Haru looked at the boy with a sorrowful look. The sky had turned grey and it started to sprinkle a bit. "Sorry if I fired you up." he said. He brought out a guitar case, took the guitar out, and put it around him. It had a strap so it stayed on him. He ran to his dorm to set the guitar case in his room and then came back. He lifted a gigantic suitcase out of his back seat and it was around 140 pounds. " H-hey....Mind getting the other....end" he said with the suitcase pressed against his chest. Haru had gotten closer to the boy to allow him to grab the other end. " By...the..way," he started and coughed, " What's...your name? Mine...is...Haruma....Hihiao...But call me Haru"

[Sorry for the post being a bit short]

[Sorry : D;; ]

"Nnh, it's nothing," 'Matt' replied, letting a small smile fall on his lips. He felt the light drizzle make a layer of moisture on top of his hair, making the outer layer of his clothes damp. The smell of the cigarette mixed with wet concrete, making a rather unpleasant smell.

He watched the guy run off, raising his eyebrows. So this guy was the musical type? People in WHA seemed to be artistic in both visual drawings and music talent. But he's not the first person I've seen here interested in martial arts.. This place is pretty athletic as well... he thought.

The guy came back without the guitar and lugged out the biggest suitcase 'Matt' ever saw. The hell?! he thought, grabbing the other end. This thing weighs more than I do...? he thought. Despite the weight, though, it didn't seem that heavy despite that 'Matt' was trying to hold onto as much weight as the other guy was.

"Hm?" He was slowly getting soaked by the drizzle. He hoped to get inside soon before his headphones broke. "I'm 'Matt'," he said, wondering why Haru was taking such pauses. Was it really that heavy? "Nice to meet you."

[Oh 'Matt', carrying groceries really made him strong XD

Ah, don't apologize about shortness. It doesn't matter ;D]

[RaWrSiClEs]

Haru had felt relieved even though he was carrying the heavy side. "Sorry, it was pressed against my chest and it was really heavy carrying it on my own." he said, then becoming quiet. The two walk all the way to his dorm-Dorm 99. It seems to be the furthest of them all. It took 25 minutes to get up the stairs and 5 minutes to go down the hallway. "Is there a chance to spar with anyone here? I want to see if a month of traveling has made me rusty." Haru said, opening the door and setting the suitcase down. "Be right back" he said, running to his car and locking it and then coming back. He sat down on a chair and had a TV set up with a PS3 hooked up. What is in it is Call of Duty. "Wanna play? Man I am talkitive today. I am usually quiet. Probably just excited. Don't expect to hear much from me like this." Haru offered.

Temporarily, the PS3 was in the room you come into. Right now, Haru had started a new game and was playing the first level.

[Um.. I have to say that a bit of your writing style (like, 'the room you come into') can be seen as powerplaying, which is against the rules :/ Do you know what powerplaying is? I can send you a PM about it.

Because this RP now takes place in Haruma's room, I started a new topic there. Here's the new roleplay.]