 ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥
Ever since his permission slip had been sent out to his dad, Jaemin had been anticipating the dueling club meeting. Dueling likely meant that he'd get to do magic with other students, which meant much less squishy dummy hugging and grabbing and stuff. He was all for things that didn't involve being snuggled by normally inanimate humanoid objects. What was the worst one of his classmates could do to him, really? Even if some of them weren't very good at magic, the professor would make sure that he left here with his cute, squishy face intact. Riiiiiiight?
He zoomed into the arena in much his usual 'I have too much energy' sort of way, waved to both the professors on duty, and then looked around at all the other students already there. HMMMMM. He wanted to be somewhere he could see everything, especially Professor Hirsch... they could sit anywhere, apparently, as students seemed to be strategically placing themselves all around. The small boy squinted at the cushions and mats before nodding to himself. He knew where he was going.
He perched himself on the edge of one of the platforms, as near as he could get to the professor without being too close. Now he was high up enough to see eeeeeeeeverything. |