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✎ Eyes seemed to shuffle around as if that would give way to the destination he sought. Well it really didn't, what he saw of the color meshes so blurred together made his headache worse, and he honestly wasn't quite keen on how he ended up wandering as far from the building as he did. He bit his tongue, almost afraid of being too blunt with Corin. His spares were far away, and he wasn't getting a hold of them soon. Jessica had some contacts, the blasted things. He could barely put them in, they had always been quite frustrating. Finally, the boy let out a sigh, allowing himself to calm down, even if internally he was still quite bothered by the current situation. Today had been one of the strangest days he had had in quite some time. His sister told him he could be handsome if he cleaned up a bit now and again. She also thought guys looked cute in drag, and despite that the only people he had around him were guys! Couldn't anyone be normal in this blasted school!?
Instead of pulling his hair out over the subject he looked at Corin, offering his polite half smile. "I-I don't have any ...spares. But...-" His eyes which had strayed far from Corin noticed a strange thing in the distance. It looked like a white smudge, though it seemed terribly out of place. Dimitri tilted his head slightly, almost afraid it was a rabbit or something and it would run away if he moved. His smile turned skeptical, and when the object seemed to turn and start away, he came to the conclusion it had to be a person. Likely some one searching for some peace and quiet amid the noisy school. However Dimitri didn't think he knew any students who looked so bright. He glanced back at Corin. He had never gotten the chance to finished his statement. Instead he half smiled, at the boy's interest in his work and shrugged. "Afraid I have not had much time to work on things." Such things were not normal for him, he always had time to do work, he was always doing work. "I have not slept much for the past few days, and without my glasses I can't focus." He sighed, any other time he would have jumped at such an offer, while simultaneously writing it down. "It...It's kind though, perhaps another time?" His mind was distracted enough he was not paying much mind to Corin at all. Why did it seem so odd for a figure to be so bright looking? Many people had blond hair, Corin was a prime example, yet the figure he had seen clearly had a brighter shade. White hair though, it seemed as unlikely as Corin's red eyes. He blinked, bit his lip and turned to where he had seen the figure before. Of course, because the only person with white hair that he knew was Andrew. But hadn't Andrew run away? Didn't Andrew hate him? Shouldn't Andrew hate him?
-b ±√(b^2 - 4ac)
2a
√{(x▿2-x▿1)^2 + (y▿2-y▿1)^2} = Somewhere on the grounds! Near a tree...
Company$ = " Oh...Corin...I think."
REM N//a