Dust quietly treaded the worn halls of his high school. He did this often- he liked to keep moving on breaks, to avoid the brutish jocks scattered around the school, usually staying as far away from them as possible. Though today, he was too tired to quite watch where he was going- and ended up bowling right into a person and knocking both himself and the other student he'd run into onto the ground. Making a little noise of alarm as he hit the ground, not knowing what to do with his mistake.