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My character -
Name: Hatsumi Lucern Devon
Nickname: Umi
Age: 18
Race: Mage
Looks: http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b394/JoySorrow/Boys/FireVile.png

History: He grew up as a rich kid, always having whatever he wanted handed to him. Though his parents were never home and when they were horrible to him. They for some reason held no love for their son so they often abused him, but he never told a soul. Then he entered high school and got labeled as a playboy, which he neither denies or confirms. His final year he gets Mr. Zen as his teacher, and he falls for him. Though he is a bit to observant for Umi to feel comfortable, so he tries to keep him distracted.

The teacher -
Name: Mr. Zen (Togi Zen)
Nickname: Unknown
Age: 24
Race: Mage
Looks: http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff96/Needful/Anime Males/guy81.jpg

History: He grew up in a very loving family. While they were not super rich, they also werent poor either. He was considered a genius at a young age though, so he skipped some grades. Managed to graduate high school with a 4.0gpa and then quickly graduated college. Was offered a job at Hekian Academy and he accepted to be an English teacher. He is very good at his job, all his students finding him to be fun and a great teacher. Though after three years he gets Hatsumi in his class and as the year progress he is able to see something is seriously wrong with him.

Hatsumi walks down the hallways slowly, taking his time going to his next class which happened to be English, thankfully his last class before lunch. He couldn't wait to get outside and enjoy his lunch. Walks through the door to his English room and goes over to his seat, not paying his teacher any mind. He was late again, the bell having rang for class five minutes ago, but he didn't mind. Sits down in his seat and glances at the teacher, wondering how mad he would be.

It would be the third time he was late for class this week, and it was already Thursday, on Monday he had simply not shown up. Had used the excuse he caught a cold during the weekend since it was December.

Hatsumi noticed the disappointed look, but paid it no mind. He was rather use to having those looks aimed at him from teachers and well all grown ups really. Course none of his teachers ever called him out for it or anything, so he didnt pay much attention.

Hears him mention the project and leans back in his seat, watching the students go by order of there last name. Once it was his turn he'd grab his papers and go upfront. Begins to give his report on child abuse and the affects it had on not only the child, but the society as a whole. Mr. Zen would be surprised to see that he had written it carefully and actually had the whole project done. Also included pictures to pass around.

Though perhaps during his speech one part may of really stood out above the rest. "Most children who are abused have gotten use to it and think they deserve it. So even at lets say the age of eighteen they still hide it and tell no one. Child abuse can take place anywhere, in a poor family, or even a rich family. I personally know someone who has suffered from this."

Hatsumi puts everything away and waits till everyone else had left. He then grabs his backpack and puts it on, walking over to Mr. Zen. Hands over the pictures to him. "These are the pictures I used Mr. Cutie." He winks and walks out of class, unless stopped. Always seemed to call him weird nicknames when he was around Mr. Zen and no one else was there.

The pictures were mainly ones he had found on the internet. Though he had added a few pictures of himself, but only when he gave them to Mr. Zen. He couldnt explain it, but for some reason he wanted him to figure out what was going on. Though at the same time he didnt want him to, it really confused him greatly.

Hatsumi had hurried from the classroom after he said the nickname, mainly to hide the slight blush on his cheeks. He actually liked Mr. Zen, but he had yet to think of the reason why. Heads to his locker and switches out his books, then slowly makes his way to the cafeteria. Always hated trying to shove what they called food down his throat, but since his afternoon classes were magical he knew he had to. Using magic tended to be a drain on the energy of a student, and many had been known to pass out.

Gets his lunch and goes outside, sitting underneath a tree and relaxing. Wonders if Mr. Zen would comment on the pictures tomorrow, or even have him down at the principals office today. He sighs softly and takes a bite out of his burrito. "Hmm... what to do."

Hatsumi had been close by when the girl ran into Mr. Zen. He had quickly moved behind the tree, suddenly nervous about what he may think because of the pictures. Watches him tell the girl to be more careful and gives a tiny chuckle. Once he knew Mr. Zen was further away he looks around and slowly goes back to where he had been, finishing off his burrito. Looks at the ground in thought, wondering if it really had been the best idea to allow anyone to know how he was treated. Rubs his left shoulder slightly, still feeling the faint injury from when he had returned home for a long weekend. Sighs and stands up, puts his backpack on and heads back into the school.

((Its cool. I'm gonna skip to the end of the day lol))

Hatsumi opens his locker, letting out a small happy sigh. "Another day of school down." He takes what he needs and shuts the locker, putting his backpack on his shoulders. He didnt really mind school, but the homework they gave drove him crazy. At least he could live on campus in the 'dorms', though all the students had the choice to go home or live on campus. Wanders towards the exit doors, wondering why he felt nervous today.