Alto ran his fingers through his hair in an agitated manner. How the hell was he supposed to complete this assignment. He always dreaded ' what do you want to be' when he grew up. Sure some people knew what their calling in life was. They talked animatedly in class saying they where going to be Curse breakers or the next miraculous apothecary. Alto always nodded along like he knew what he wanted to do and it was some secret epic thing.Only problem was that alto didn't know what he wanted to do. Sure he was somewhat good at knowing people and listening to their problems. However he was also good a pick pocketing and getting into trouble with people. Okay so he hadn't pick pocketed anyone recently. He wanted to be legit for his twin. He didn't want to be separated from Cirro because he was in jail. Still why did you have to be thinking about such a thing this young in life. It should be more geared towards seniors who where going on to universities.
The school had put him in eldritch so that meant he was supposed to be good with the nightmare/ daydream condition and people long sense past. However it didn't always hold his attention. He needed stimulation and action. Something that was exciting. He pulled out his laptop and quickly brought up the list of majors at Asterion. At least he knew as a senior he would end up there.
" I want to be a psychiatrist and help people with their problems. I like being an ear for people and to help them be happy." Alto finally wrote. He added a bunch of other reasons why he wanted this job so that he would be the right word length. The job didn't ring with him but he was a freshling. Who ever ended up in the job they wanted as a freshling. He was allowed to change his mind, but right now that job worked the best.
