(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Morkael/Jui/2005Marchvidoll.jpg?t=1320676300)<br/>For Mao Shiga, it had been decades since he had seen the light of a ‘public’ setting. The mansion his stepfather owned was his cage and the only people he seen were the maids, serfs, his mother, his sister, and private tutors that came and went. His father(if one could consider him as such), was always too embarrass to allow Mao to adventure outside; but now, ironically, here the young man was at Hawthorne Academy.<br/><br/>His business father didn’t wish to have any part of Mao being here and thus was why the young, Asian man went by his other surname. Where he could have had the luxury like some of the student’s being chuffer here in some splendor of a ride; his foster father played the cheaper role in having a common cab to bring Mao to his destination.<br/><br/>Yet, nothing in the world could prepare him for where he may be spending the next few years. He was uneasy from the trip, from the feeling of poverty, even though his clothing may of spoken different. Those of poverty wouldn’t be so dressed eloquently like he was, his eyes frantically darting about as he scooted out of the taxi and quickly brought his bags towards his expose, shaven legs. The ebony, leather skirt rode up a few inches above his knees, showing a hint of his creamy thighs. His top half was more heavily layered, the long sleeves concealing the backs of his pale hands. His limber fingers barely noticeable clutching at the strings to his bags.<br/><br/>Timidly he made his way inside the building where everyone gathered. He could feel his heart racing and the wandering of eyes didn’t help to loosen his nerves. Even as the Head Student spoke, Mao could feel everything spinning. It felt like most of the students were far taller than he was as well, being only of a meager five feet. Maybe he would have been at ease if his sister didn’t insisted on him wearing this outfit,  it alone was making him retreat, trying to get away from as many people as possible and find a seclude spot so that he could properly breathe.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/Morkael/Jui/Jui.jpg)</div></div>