<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/605fd45ddc66854ef99abb9ffb2de349_we-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Ryo is running. His plane had gotten in super late. And now he had approximately an hour at most to get from airport to college. And he couldn't get a taxi. He didn't have any money on him. It was all in his bank account. Not that he touched it often. It was given to him as inheritance when his parents died under mysterious circumstances. They weren't around much to begin with so it didn't bother him at all. He continues running. Groaning as it starts to rain. Glad as all get out that his bag was on his back not being dragged by wheels. He cuts through a park and makes it onto the campus. He was cutting it very, very close. And so the dean made sure to say at least eight times before he took him to the area his dorm room was at. He'd opened the door with the key he'd been given and walked in. Just a few minutes before...school closed up. He looks around. He was soaking wet...and not having a clue where to sit or lay down at.