Seiryuu Aoi. It was the name he had been given at the orphanage. He doesn't know who his parents were or what happened to them. All he knows is that is the name written on his registration form. He was to start tomorrow a new life, a new purpose. Something he has been dreading and anticipating at the same time. The pale boy held his registration form in his small soft hands, the same hands that are someday gonna be calloused from training, from saving people.
"...saving people" he repeated, a small smile brightened the boys dreaming face, filling his cheeks with a bit of colour. He stared at the Academy, marvelling at how such a lifeless stone building could give life to his dreams, to the whole of Suna's forces. At least in his mind, it did. For him, saving people was the ultimate dream, goal of ninjas. It was, for him, the very essence of Shinobiship. He sat down on the sandy ground, not minding the sand on his dark blue shorts, in contrast with his stark white shirt, as it has already on his brown leather sandals.
"My dream. Saving people. Everything is in this buliding."
OOC: Do forgive me if you've seen anything you don't like in my post. Its been a while since I've RP'ed.![Big Grin :D :D](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
"...saving people" he repeated, a small smile brightened the boys dreaming face, filling his cheeks with a bit of colour. He stared at the Academy, marvelling at how such a lifeless stone building could give life to his dreams, to the whole of Suna's forces. At least in his mind, it did. For him, saving people was the ultimate dream, goal of ninjas. It was, for him, the very essence of Shinobiship. He sat down on the sandy ground, not minding the sand on his dark blue shorts, in contrast with his stark white shirt, as it has already on his brown leather sandals.
"My dream. Saving people. Everything is in this buliding."
OOC: Do forgive me if you've seen anything you don't like in my post. Its been a while since I've RP'ed.