(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v347/Nagisawa/RPG%20character%20shots/Asano_Sasame.png)<hr/>Sasame, as is his habit, is the last to get off the bus.  He gives the building a once over, the words of his Master echoing in his head, 'Look at everything, remember it all.  Locations will be the key to surviving.'  A mental sigh, no matter how far he goes, he still remembers 'home'.<br/><br/>One thing he doesn't like is this crowd.  So much noise, so much chattering away about nothing.  And even worse, instead of arriving on time, the bus is late which means they arrive during classed instead of before it, like it should have been, and now every eye is on the boys.  The shortest male student idly wonders which of these girls have already decided which one they'll shack up with.<br/><br/>His mind chides him for his bitterness, and not one to let tigers lie, snidely remarks that most of these girls are probably lesbians anyway.  His favourite shoes crunch into the light snow as he shuffles along with the rest of the students inside the large structure.