Kyle relaxed on the fourth floor balcony of Franklin Hall, his eyes glued to his Sketchbook and his ears were surrounded by Paramore blaring through his headphones. This was his usual routine after his one o'clock class. He had the afternoon to himself, which was how he liked it. He was always a peaceful guy, never bothered anybody. When he lifted his head away from his work, he took a deep breath and admired the view. Summerset University was a beautiful campus. Not too far from the city but still it's own little piece of the country where he felt he could be himself.