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Wyatt always enjoyed going home. He spent most of his time on his own at school. He knew it was mostly his own choice, but still, it got lonely. He walked up the front steps, feeling oddly tired. He wanted to just fall into bed. He sighed happily as he opened the door. "I'm home," He called...

Wyatt was just going about his day when he heard an owl. He looked up just in time to catch the letter, blinking. He smiled softly as he recognized the handwriting, reading it over. He found a nearby window and sat down, pulling a few things from his bag and set about writing a quick reply.

Name: Wyatt Choi Play-By: Jung Joon Young Text on Banner: None Colour Scheme: something hufflepuffy? Image Options: 1 2 3 4

Wyatt chuckled, and offered out his hand. "Deal. I'll go exploring with you, if you'll sit with me at lunch sometimes?" He offered, thinking it sounded like a good compromise. He'd get quiet lunches with a friend, and his friend would take him out to explore new things.

Wyatt considered the question. "I've never liked exploring on my own," He offered softly. "I got really lost once, and I haven't tried since." He smiled shyly. "I suppose... I would be alright with tagging along if you wanted some company?" He offered, brushing a hand through his hair.

Wyatt was expecting to see Georgia at the dance, and he wasn't disappointed to see her waiting. He smiled, walking up. "Hey, waiting for me?" He asked, hands in his pockets and a shy smile on his face.

Wyatt smiled and nodded. "Shh," He whispered, pointing to the lake. A few fish were swimming near the surface, one jumping out to catch a fly. Across the water, squirrels darted up a tree, chasing after each other in some unknown game. The wind sent ripples over the surface of the water...

Wyatt chuckled as they stepped out onto the seventh floor. "I did, yes," He offered up easily. "It's pronounced sam-jaang," He told her, pronouncing it slowly for her so she could repeat it. "I could show you how to make it, if you'd like," He offered easily.

Wyatt smiled shyly at the girl. "Well- er- thank you," He offered in turn, taking the rose. He peeked at the note, and smiled softly as he read it. He peeked back up at the girl who'd given him a rose. "Really, thank you," He offered a little more sincerely.

Wyatt was eating in peace- or at least, he had been, until he heard his name. He looked up. "Down here," He gave a half-hearted wave.

Wyatt smiled softly. "I like to think I'm a good judge of character," He offered easily. "I feel like we'll get on just fine." He promised, laying back in the grass and relaxing. "Come on, why don't you chill out with me?" He suggested. "It's good to just slow down and enjoy the world every now...

Wyatt chuckled, listening easily to her speak. "Those sound good," He offered easily. "As for me, well... my favorite dish is perhaps Bulgogi," He gave her a smile. "It's a South Korean dish, basically its a marinated beef barbecue dish, with a red sauce called ssamjang. It's grilled with garlic...

Wyatt shrugged. "Sure, why not?" He questioned, looking up to the boy. "Think about it. Why does anyone become friends?" He propped his chin in his hand. "They meet, then they decide they get on well and just spend time together. It's that simple." He offered out his other hand. "So. Let's be...

Wyatt stopped, turning and raising a brow. "Great." He replied dryly. "I don't remember asking." He offered, but turned slightly. "If you want to come, I won't stop you." He shrugged, and started walking away again, reorganizing his pages and pulling out a new blank sheet so he could re-map the...

Wyatt shrugged at the question. "My parents are busy a lot so they don't pay much attention to what I watch." He replied easily. He stashed the boys name away for later. "If you want, you could come over during the break and we could watch it?" He suggested, not minding that he was basically...