<span style="font-style: italic">Arus was born without any good luck. Quite literally. He was like the living embodiement of bad luck. He was most definently a child of Anti-Luck. He didn't need to walk under ladders, cross the path of a black cat, break a mirror or even anything else that supposably gives you bad luck. He never got killed because of his luck but it was so bad nothing not even things supposably that bring good luck work. He had a tendancy to trip over his own feet. Whenever something that could kill him happens though his bad luck affects the source of the danger as well. Which usually ended in horrible disaster for the source of the danger. He was almost always clumsily falling and seemed to always have something bad happen. Then when he's sent overseas to a very snob infested schoolâ€¦his luck goes from bad to worst. Will he find a person with enough luck to counter his Anti-Luck? Or will his bad luck turn out to be just as destructive as it always is?</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Anime_guy-2.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Arus<br/>19<br/><br/>Arus had just gotten into the new school. And already he'd had a string of bad luck. He'd tripped over his own two feet. Been hit in the face with a locker. Had gotten a football to the gut. And been knocked over by the school basketball team. It was the same old same old. He walks carefully. Trying not to have another clumsy episode of tripping over his feet again. He walked quietly without looking at anyone. He had classes that he barely wanted to go to. The only class he would enjoy being in was going to be his music class. Maybe not that if he ended up being asked to read the sheet music. He played entirely by ear. He could play music by even Motzart, Bach, or Beethoven. All from hearing it once or twice.