Cheung's head turned from side to side as he scanned the hallway, a scowl plastered over his face as always during school hours. He watched as one of the younger students passed in front of him, the short sleeves of his shirt moving slightly with the fast pace they moved at, and took a few steps out forward, reaching his bright red locker. He pulled out a key from the pocket of his jeans, sliding it into the lock and opening up the tin box.

 On the inside of the door of his locker were photos of his family in China, some little cutouts of Chinese celebrities, and post-it notes to himself. His eyes flicked over each decoration, the corner of his lips pulling up slightly as he looked at a photo of himself and Ella, his girlfriend for quite a while last year. He pulled the photo down from the door and ripped it in half, throwing it behind him without a care for where it went and turning to his books. Cheung had a textbook for each class he took, and as his next class was math, he slid that one out from the shelf. 

 Cheung turned around, closing his locker with his shoulder and clicking the padlock closed. He leaned his back against the locker, wondering where all of his dormmates were at this moment in time as their lockers were next to his. Even though he was the only Chinese one in their dorm, Cheung had settled quite well and made really good friends with all of his dormmates, exchanging their Korean language skills for his Mandarin whilst living with them. He got a little bored during the school day if he didn't see any of them.