 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Bed Head Mark looked exactly like normal Mark. his hair only got messier the more he let it grow and it just made the rest of his attire look out of place even if he was dressed properly for this morning's lesson. he itched behind his ear and let out a small yawn before finding a spot.
Sure it was a tired yawn, but Mark would be ready for class. He just needed maybe 10 more minutes. He had to put a lot of work in making sure he didn't button his shirt on inside out.
"Good Morning, Headmaster." Mark muttered as audibly as possible under his breath still attempting to wake up. He shuffled himself into the slowly forming mass of other students.
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