Arus stares at the teacher like she was about to jump him and beat him up after the embarressing introduction. He was the bookworm type. Shy and timid. A musical prodigy. He couldn't read music notes. Nor could he read easily as he was dislexic. Yet his grades were high dispite this fact. He looks at the girl whose hand had raised. He hurries away from the teacher. The class bully stuck her leg out to trip him. It worked but the bully got the anti-luck's counter effect. Anyone intending to harm him in any way...got hurt themselves. Never fatally just got hurt.<br/><br/>Not even a split second after he fell to the ground after getting tripped...the bullies desk fell apart. Collapsing beneath her roughly. Causing bruising in various places. Expecially her rear end. He turned bright pink and bites his lip. Standing up and avoiding the amused gazes. Ignoring the entertained laughter. He was used to it by now. He sits down and looks shyly at Destiny. He wasn't a virgin as he'd been raped multiple times. His adopted parents would "punish" him for the bad luck things that happened due to him. No one knew this of course. And no one would ever know most likely. He smiles tenatively at Destiny. "Hi. Thanks." he says to her sharing her book with him.