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001✗ It was an accident

So that’s what that ball was. Now that he mentioned it, the thing did look familiar. Didn’t she sign up for that sport because it involved a whole lot of kicking? That was definitely it then. “You’re probably right.” She agreed with a small nod. “I definitely need to be more careful next time.”

Though the boy’s name was strange, it was unique. The girl would probably remember it; she was rather good with names and faces anyway. She glanced up at the taller, noting the sudden change in his mood, the frown on his face. It didn’t take her long to piece two and two together.

“That was your room wasn’t it?” She asked, blinking once. “If it was, I’m terribly sorry. I can clean it up if you would like, it is my fault after all.” That was the only thing she could think of doing. It wasn’t like the female had any money to replace the window. The only currency she had wasn’t much, and definitely wasn’t going to work in this place. Who knew how much a window would cost to fix and replace. She was good at cleaning though, and a little bit of glass wasn’t enough to make her wary of it.

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"What gave you that idea?" He said sarcastically. Sasuke sighed quietly, before he put his hand back into his pocket. He jingled the dorm keys he'd been given. Though he didn't understand why they had given him so many. One was for the building's front door? But even as he was approaching Morgiana, he could see people walking in and out of the building as they pleased. It didn't look like he'd need a key to get in. Then they had provided him with two keys for his actual room. Probably just in case he lost one. Still, it was a little ridiculous.

Dark eyes glanced down at the redhead. At least she was offering to help. The real question was, did he want her help? Did he even want to continue talking to her? He looked from the shattered window, then to the people around them. Most of them were walking with at least one other person. It would probably benefit Sasuke to play nice with the other kids, rather than brushing them off as useless like he wanted to.

"You know what? It's fine..." He said, half apologizing for his sarcasm. "You could make it up to me by helping me clean it up, though."

Sasuke took a step forward and with flick of his wrist, motioned for her to follow.

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seven deadly sins - sasuke uchiha, pride. I’ll kill every single person in Konoha!

✇001 ||He's not going to do his homework

He'd been trying hard these last couple of days. Trying to keep up with the classes he'd thrown himself in, and also trying to make nice with the people that he'd be around everyday. It was that he cared; no, of course not. He was Sasuke Uchiha. He didn't give a rat's ass about anyone else or what they thought of him. He just realized that it would be easier to get along in this school if he didn't hate every single thing about it.

It was proving to be an incredibly difficult, if not impossible, task though. Not to hate anyone. Sasuke was keeping to himself, observing everyone else, and with just that, he already knew that there were more than a few people that were... annoying, to put it lightly. No one was catching his attention. No one he wanted to even acknowledge. And without meaning too, he'd already ignored many who had tried to strike up a conversation with him.

The young Uchiha sat outside the dorms, at a picnic table. His algebra 2 book lay open in front of him, along with a notebook. He tapped the paper with his pencil and leaned his cheek into the palm of his left hand.

Why was he doing this? He couldn't remember the reason. He couldn't remember if there ever was a reason. Maybe it was a subconscious need for stability in his life. Back there... there was so much going on. So much that he had found out. He shook the thought of his head and looked away from the blank paper in front of him, focusing on the green grass and on the people making their way to their dorms or their classes, or wherever it was they were going.

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001✗ It was an accident

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The girl glanced at the boy that seemed to appear out of nowhere, probably attracted by the noise. He was obviously older than her and taller. A sort of confident air surrounded the stranger, the kind that made her curl up her nose and want to roll her eyes. She knew better to do that, having not been in his presence for a whole minute, it would seem rude and not to mention it would be an uncalled for action. She reminded herself that people were a lot more than they seemed to be on the outside.

Assessment over for now, the Fanalis turned her attention back to the damage she had caused. She wasn’t sure how to feel about this situation; it wasn’t like it was done on purpose. “The windows aren’t very sturdy, my kick wasn’t even that strong.” The female mused out loud. Then again, when Morgiana deemed whether or not her kicks were strong, she often forgot that she tended to deal more than the average person.

“No one was up there, I think.” She continued. If someone was, she would have definitely heard a scream at least or maybe even some shuffling. There would have probably even been someone already there to check what had caused it. That made the teen feel a little bit better to know that she didn’t hurt anyone. As long as that didn’t happen, it was okay.

“My name is Morgiana.” She stated almost like an offhanded comment that really didn’t matter. Interacting with people wasn’t really her strong point.

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He looked down at her just as she looked away from him and back at the window. Raising a black eyebrow, Sasuke drew a hand out of his pocket and shrugged, palm facing up. "Usually windows aren't meant to be sturdy enough to survive a soccer ball."

He glanced from the bottom of the building, up towards the broken window, counting the floors in his head. Then he did the same, left to right. A heavy frown fell onto his face.

"Tch..." Of course there was no one up there, since the inhabitant was down here. This girl had broken his room's window. Now he'd have to deal with cleaning up the glass inside. His gaze was drown back to her when she introduced herself. Morgiana. It was a strange name to him. Never in his live had he heard anything remotely similar.

"Sasuke." Introducing himself was more of an involuntary response.

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001✗ It was an accident

Morgiana didn’t quite adapt to the school setting as well as she thought she would. The young Fanalis thought it would be like a simple school house or something of that nature, but it wasn’t. Everything, from the inside of the classrooms all the way to outside campus, was way over the girl’s head. There were too many things that she had never in her life heard of, let alone actually laid eyes on upon. What exactly was a television or an intercom or a cellphone? These were questions she wanted to asked, but decided against. Everyone seemed so versed with the foreign items, that she didn’t want to seem naive. So the female spent most of the day in silence, deciding to try and figure this stuff out on her own.

On her way back to her dorm (wherever that may be), the young girl stumbled upon a ball. It wasn’t like the ones she was used to seeing. This was whit with various black spots. Picking up the item, Mogiana looked around the area to see if someone may have dropped it, but she couldn’t catch sight of them. With a small shrug, the female continued her walk, ball in hand. After a while, she realized how restless her feet having not done anything besides walking all day. On a sort of whim, she threw the newly found ball up in the air, kicking it lightly when it was close enough. She did this little game as she walked, childish smile on her face. Getting a little too excited, she kicked it a bit harder than normal.

The Fanalis didn’t even have time to process what she just did before the loud sound of breaking glass reached her ears.

No real sound escaped the girl’s lips besides a silent ‘ah’ of acknowledgement at her feat. Actually, she was bit proud of herself for doing that much damage with a kick that wasn’t even that strong. But that was bad, and the girl quickly pushed that thought aside. Honestly, she hoped no one was in that room; it would be bad if someone got hurt and even worse for her if she got caught. She was already told not to break the floors (which she took great care not to do) and then a window gets broken instead. The Fanalis couldn’t win today it seemed.

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Just on his way to his new home, dorm d-1, Sasuke kept to himself, avoiding any contact with the other students. It was so much that he was shy, he simply didn't want to bother. They weren't worth his time. That's not to say that he wasn't paying any attention to anyone else. Far from it, Sasuke was observing everything and everyone.

As a shinobi from Konoha--as much as he hated to admit--the young Uchiha had seen his fair share of colorful characters, but this school was ridiculous. However, they were all within the same age range as he, save the faculty of course. A lot of them had a sort of aura about them; as if they had some power they were keeping inside. He could see it even clearer with his sharigan.

Red eyes swept the area, landing on a red haired girl. He scowled to himself, realizing that the reason he focused on her out of everyone else was because of the red hair. It almost reminded him of Karin. Almost. He glanced at the ball she was kicking, and watched her grin childishly before kicking it again. This time, it was obvious that she used more force. The ball went flying through the air and crashed into a window.

Not being able to help the smirk, he approached her slowly, hands inside his pants pockets.