Campus life is always busy. There's always people running about that bob and weave in and out of like it's an obstacle course of really not coming in contact with anyone, or anything.

It had been going well for the most part, your campus trek to wherever you were headed. Taking a small moment to pause and rearrange your belongs, you feel confident you can make it to your destination.

"Oh, sh-- Hey! Look out!!" Is all you can hear before spinning around and spotting a ball spiraling right for you.

You brace for impact, only to feel... Nothing? When you crack up your eye, you see him. One of the stars of campus, someone even you have heard tell of for his various accolades and familiar prestige.

"That was a close one!" The one and only Wyll Ravengard smiles-- smiles-- at you, holding the once dangerous object in his hands. "You feeling alright? You seem a bit shaken."