Crenshaw prowls the halls as he treks to his next class, the swarm of students speak in hushed voices as they slip to the edges of the hall, avoiding him. he rolls his eyes, 'what is this? Am i Moses, parting the red sea, or what?' he thinks to himself, his scowl growing deeper. he already has a distaste for crowds, and this atmosphere isn't making it any better. suddenly, he feels a body collide into his, and he looks down, raising a stony brow.
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