James, derogatorily known as Spaz, found himself wandering around Welton's halls. His handkerchief was close to his nose, as usual, held by his slender hand. The boy hardly sniffed, fixing his glasses

"Ugh..."

He gasped out, managing to get rid of part of his uncomfortable allergy as he pocketed the cloth in his uniform pants, only to probably pull it out in less than a minute