<div style="text-align: center">Casriel walked down the path to the school his bag slung casually over his shoulder his shirt slightly parted his pale skin showing beneath. He took one last drag of his cigarette dropping it to the ground and stomping it out before turning towards the main office. He had received a notice from his PO telling him that if he wanted to remain a free man and not end up in jail he had to attend this school for special cases. He walked into the office making his way to the counter speaking with the woman behind it. She handed him a stack of papers and a key to his dorm room informing him that classes were already in process for the day but since he was late he had the day to get settled before he started in the morning. He slipped the keys into a pocket of his tight black jeans turning to leave looking down at the map in his hands.​</div>