Jugger82
Singularity
- Joined
- Jul 23, 2010
- Location
- Blue Moon of Georgia
Nathan Stone's first day at college would soon become his hell...but he did not know that yet. This story starts upon arrival of his dorm room, where he met his room mate and possibly the worst or best thing that ever happened to him.
Walking along the halls, Nathan didn't take in too much of America's school's style. Though his parents were American, he was born and raised in Japan, honing his skills in the ways of martial arts when he was young and had become quite well at it. Upon reaching college, Nathan left for America to learn from his heritage...as well as try to get a doctor's degree from the school his parents went to when they had met. Arriving to his dorm room, he opened it to find he was alone...for now. His room mate had not arrived. Shrugging, he walked over to the bed, kicked off his shoes, placed his box of things in the corner of the room, and flopped onto the bottom of the bunk bed to relax after a long day of traveling, packing, moving, and then unpacking.
Walking along the halls, Nathan didn't take in too much of America's school's style. Though his parents were American, he was born and raised in Japan, honing his skills in the ways of martial arts when he was young and had become quite well at it. Upon reaching college, Nathan left for America to learn from his heritage...as well as try to get a doctor's degree from the school his parents went to when they had met. Arriving to his dorm room, he opened it to find he was alone...for now. His room mate had not arrived. Shrugging, he walked over to the bed, kicked off his shoes, placed his box of things in the corner of the room, and flopped onto the bottom of the bunk bed to relax after a long day of traveling, packing, moving, and then unpacking.