He stood there with perfect posture, his hands in the pockets of his sleek white long-coat. I knew nearly nothing about him other than the fact that when I had saved him, he gave off an air of not needing any saving, or at least that’s clearly what he thought. He gave off a strange ora, not that it fazed me but it seemed almost like he was hiding something, then again though, who isn't. It wasn’t just that though, it was clear that he intimidated most. I mean just looking at how the dean’s body language reacted to him was enough to say that. There was something else though, something that I couldn't quite put my finger on just yet.
“Mister Westminster, that’s very kind of you but I’m shore you have more important things you need to be doing.” The dean said, clearly surprised by both his presence and offer. Guess this guy really must be related to this school then with that name, just like the scraggly guy said back in the ally. Grey Eyes said nothing, but he didn’t seem to have to. “Of course if you would like to show him around that’s also welcome.” I think he noticed me examining him because soon his gaze fell to me, showing a smile that seemed to always mean something other than just a smile.
“Shall we begin the tour then?” He said to me, his hand slipping from his pocket to gesture to the door. Despite it not being that cold he was still wearing black leather gloves. I give a faint smile, mine also probably not quite reaching my eyes.
“Sure, after you.” My voice was calm but my vocal cords were a bit sore from the changes they’ve been going through so I sounded raspier than normal. Which was also why I wasn’t worried in the least that this guy would remember me. I mean the only thing that was showing back then were my eyes. My voice sounded completely different. This would be a good opportunity for me to get to know who he is though. After all I’ve accumulated enough questions with no answers. I don’t even know his first name. It’s not even really that I have some intense curiosity thought, it’s more that I’ve just got nothing better to do if that makes sense.
We stepped out of the dean's office. He let the door shut behind us. Before the silence could set I guess he figured we should introduce ourselves. He paused as he turned to me and pulled his hand out of his pocket for me to shake it.
“My name is Lex Westminster, nice to meat you.” Still with that artificial smile of his. I took his hand anyway though and shook it. Our eyes locked as our hands connected, like his, my smile wasn’t all that genuine. I find it difficult to just smile for no reason, but to be friendly that’s what you’re supposed to do. Maybe he was the same way? However, there was still a strange tension in the air as we both shook firmly. He didn’t know who I was, at least as far as I knew, and I didn’t know him, not really anyway. The fact that he offered to show me around seemed to be out of character according to the dean's reaction. There must be some reason for that that I’m missing here.
“I’m Sai, it’s nice to meet you too.” Though he said his full name it felt unnatural for me to do it, so I opted to just stick to the first name. The sound of a flash, accompanied by an actual flash of white light suddenly cut through the moment. Our hands retracted from one another, returning to their respective places by our sides as we both squinted briefly, turning our heads to the source.
“A mysterious new student shrouded in leather and our ever elusive son of the CEO shaking hands during an impromptu first meeting.” Well we actually have met before but technically I’m the only one that knows that. “Sounds like a good first line to my article don’t you think?” A girl with strawberry blond hair and and a smile more blinding than the flash she had just sent our way stood there seeming very pleased with herself, an expensive looking camera in hand. She took a few confident strides towards us, holding her hand out, her five foot nothing stature seeming to have no hindrance at all on her confidence. “My name is Elis, but most people just call me E, I work for the school’s newspaper.” I shook the hand she had outstretched to me.
“It’s nice to meet you Elis, I’m Sai.” She smiled even brighter at my introduction.
“Oh, I know, I’m a reporter after all, I already know all about you.” She had a glint in here eye, like she was talking about something very specific. I felt a lump form in the pit of my stomach. It’s not like I cared if people knew I was trans, but it also wasn’t exactly something I was advertising. It’s not like it would be that hard to find out either, especially if you were intentionally looking to dig up information about me. At least to start off at the school though, I was hoping that people could get to know me as a person first to make there opinions of me off of that to begin with before knowing I was trans. This was going to take priority, I need to find out how much she knows without straight up giving her the information that she may not even have.