Gene had made himself scarce after that last class he was in, his headphones playing as he yawned a moment and took a turn down a hall, hands in his pockets once again. He was thinking to himself about the number of males here.<span style="font-style: italic">'Bah..it may be fine for some people, but not as much to someone straight like me.'</span>He thought to himself, taking another random turn down a hall.