Ben walks through the main doors for the high school, heading down to his classroom and doing the morning dailies that he needs to do in order for his hands on experiments for the classes, this week's being bacteria grown in petri dishes. "That seems rather fair," he says to himself while setting up his supplies, though getting a coffee from the lounge when he's about halfway through. When he's fully done he heads back to the lounge, scanning it over with his strange hazel eyes with a chisel of pale green on the bottom of each iris. His medium wavy brown hair curls at it's tips before wafting in the rather small breeze from a door somehwere else being opened and causing a disbalance in air pressure. who would that be?[/] he asks himself, walking out the lounge door and almost running into the second science teacher of the school, his rival ever since back in the older days.