I cannot believe this, Afuro Terumi thought as he weaved through the crowd. No one from Zeus is here, and I haven’t seen anybody from rival schools yet. It seemed like all the kids were talking with someone else they knew. They all seemed like friends, and Aphrodi was feeling very awkward in the group.
As he pushed past a boy with spiky orange hair, he couldn’t help thinking that these kids had strange hairstyles. Lots of them seemed like they were dyed or sticking up in random places. He ran one hand through his soft blond hair. I may not know anyone here, but at least I still have my beauty.
He caught sight at last of a pretty normal-looking kid. He had wavy brown hair almost to his shoulders and seemed to be standing alone at the moment. Finding himself wanting to talk, he slowly made his way towards the boy.