Bendic didn't quite believe his projected eyes. The girl he had seen sitting in front of him had suddenly turned into a squirrel and darted away. For quite some time, Bendic was frozen - well, not solid, but its ethereal equivalent. Releasing his projection and returning to his corporeal host, Bendic immediately stood up straight and took on his jacket. He moved brisquely past the other guys in the dorm, many of them failing to notice him. Even in his physical body, he was nearly invisible. This despite his white hair and red eyes - he was an albino. Or maybe because of it? He wasn't sure. It suited him fine, though. He had always been an observer.<br/><br/>Exiting the boys' dorm, he walked straight ahead to the opposite side of campus, towards the girls' dorm. His physical eyes were almost shut in the bright sunlight, but he had long since learned to use his astral projection to see, even without leaving his body. He put his shades on - matching his starkly contrasted black and white attire - and kept walking. It was as if something was pushing him. He had never before met another with gifts like himself. He had been visiting psychics and mediums, but they had all been frauds. But a girl that could literally change her physical shape and even body mass in seconds? While noone was watching? It had to be real. Of course it was. Bendic had to meet her.<br/><br/>Standing in front of the girls' dorm, Bendic felt a surge. It was excitement. A fluttering in his chest, an elated rush... A sinking feeling. Nausea. What if he goofed up? Bendic looked around the courtyard in front of the dormitories. Suddenly, he felt afraid. He wasn't the type to start a conversation! He never had been! He was simply an observer. A spectator. An invisible bystander, calmly looking at his surroundings, never interacting. He couldn't do this, it was impossible! Unthinkable! But oh, he wanted it so badly. To finally have someone to talk to. And he couldn't just barge into the girls' dorm either - it was off limits to boys. How would he get in? If he wanted to talk to the girl, to interact, he'd have to be there in person! ... Or?<br/><br/>The girl was gifted. This much was clear. Bendic had no idea what that entailed, but... It was concievable, if she was capable of hearing the ethereal, that an astral projection could be noticed. He knew she hadn't seen him last time, but Bendic wondered if maybe she had noticed his presence. As such, he sat down on a nearby bench - comfortably in the shade, so his eyes wouldn't sting. He let out a sigh, and went inwards. He calmed down, and willed himself into a sort of sleep. Just before his conciousness slipped, he slapped himself awake and jerked himself through a daydream into the physical world beyond. Taking a brief moment to look at his body to ensure he wouldn't be sore when he returned, he then levitated up and into the girls' dorm. He then began looking for the pink-haired girl.<br/><br/>As his vision projected through the girls' dorm, he felt guilty. He managed to project through the showers by accident, and since he had to search the rooms to find the girl, he gatecrashed quite a few embarassing scenes. He was used to it, though. He kept people's secrets - though first and foremost in the bid to keep his own. In the end, however, he found her, sitting on her bed with a cat jumping around her. She got up, and went to her desk. "Ugh, I hate math..." she said aloud. Bendic hesitated for a moment, before in his spectral form spoke up.<span style="font-style: italic">"I rather like it. It's not as ambigous as some other subject, and the answer is always crystal clear. Never subject to interpretation."</span>He waited for a response - or rather, he intended to. He didn't, however, have the prerequisite patience.<span style="font-style: italic">"Can you hear me?"</span>