
Zino gazed around the room, playtime was always boring when his sister was in another class. His eye caught a small hybrid girl sitting alone at her desk, he walked up to her.
"Hi, my name is Ragazzino, but everyone calls me Zino, mind if I play with you?" he smiled, taking a seat at the desk next to her before she had time to answer.
Zino loved clay, he loved creating something out of nothing, it gave him great pleasure.
"What's your name?" he asked with a smile.