Entras looked at his watch with eyes like daggers. Today would be the first day of school at IDD, the Institute of the Demented and Deranged. The onyx-haired male wasn't really too crazy. Well, not when he was conscious of his actions anyway. Being not human -anymore- made it harder to control himself sometimes. Standing with his luggage at his side, he used telekinesis to move the suitcase beside him as he began walking to school. He couldn't really hold things per say, but he was used to using non-physical means to do things he wanted to do. Only crossing streets when the light was green, helping the people who were lost by giving them directions to their destined location, and picking up trash as he came across litter. He was only doing what a good ex-human should do. Then again, a lot of people were a bit frightened -well, mostly all of them ran away if they didn't fall down, frozen from fear- when they saw him. Seeing as he was a ghost, of course he wouldn't be so welcomed by normal people. Sometimes he forgot he wasn't human anymore, because after learning how to use his current state of -for lack of better word- living to his advantage, he felt more confident about being able to somewhat live again. As he looked at himself in the window of a passing car, he frowned at his image. A transparent figure of himself reflected itself back to him. He stopped for a moment before swishing his hands through each other, confirming his lifelessness. "I don't even know why I bother," he simpered. He continued walking to school with his luggage (ghosts have things they need too!) and checked in at the main office after walking through the massive area past the entrance of the school. At the main office, a pretty lady gave him his schedule, map, and dorm room number. The woman was really beautiful, but knowing that this wasn't a normal school, he looked curiously at the lady for something wrong with her. He couldn't tell what was off about her but then realized -when she turned around and walked to the printer- that the bottom half of the lady didn't exist. The bottom of half of her was a man's... No, it's not what one would think when hearing that sentence. What Entras saw was a thin man wearing the upper half hide of a woman. Wearing the torso of a beautiful woman, the zipper at her back shone in the light. Entras' face cringed as the "woman" smiled at him. He nervously smiled back and went on to exploring the campus. He noticed a lot of... Strange people. Just because he was dead didn't mean he was used to seeing inhuman beings. So every time some sort of disturbing person passed by him, he held his breath.