The birds chirp loudly into the morning, accompanying the dulling sound of bugs slowly drowning out into the day. Students had began to show up to the private Highschool, sticking in their cliques when stepping on school campus. The more popular groups sat inside the cafeteria and outside in the courtyard, a mess of blond hair among that group.

Sagan sat on one of the benches under a large oak tree, his lips pulled up into a smile as he listened to his buddies play around. They still had about an hour before school started, and he took all that time to just relax before spending the entire day say at a desk.

As he sat with his friends, a familiar sprout of hair caught his attention, causing the Greek to call out to you. He shifted on the bench and waved his hand over his head, calling you over to the shade.