Mm. Another cloudy day. Elliot couldn't say that he particularly minded that the sky was overcast. He enjoyed colder weather far more than extremely sunny weather, after all. Despite his neutral outlook on the weather, it seemed that everybody else in Oakson High School were bogged down by it. There was still a tinge of cheerfulness in the air, since it was a Thursday and the weekend was so close to the students' grasps, but the gloominess that the dark clouds that hung in the sky cast had also noticeably settled onto each freshman, sophomore, junior, and senior in the school. Beside all this, it was as it always was - a chatty setting, with each student bustling around in their designated groups, some straying on their own through the halls, some hurrying at a jog or run to get somewhere with a note of urgency. There were also a few students who held darkened moods on their personages, some held notes of intimidation, some depression, some irritability. The school was a mix of different auras, people, minds, and it all forged a jumbled mess of ever-changing styles and easily shiftable opinions. Among all the confusion and chatter, Elliot strode calmly through the halls, occasionally getting held up by a student or two who'd greet him in which he'd smoothly greet back with a staged smile. Some students took second glances in envy, some in spite, and some in admiration. It was normal to constantly feel stares drilling into him, and he simply kept his path clear, walking through the halls and heading to the cafeteria. The bell had already rung for the students to be let out to lunch hour - the first two classes of the students' block schedules were always quick to pass, luckily, and lunch, for Elliot, always came sooner than first expected. The school was rather large, with a central outside area within the square formation of buildings. There was an outside field and quad area in the large, open center of the buildings, with concrete paths leading to the main center in the shape of a plus sign from above, and that general area was where Elliot was headed towards. A lot more took place outside than anything ever did inside of the school buildings, including all of the bad events and drama. He made his way towards the glass double doors leading out to the outside area, and pushed through them, being greeting with a cool gust of air. It was fantastic to be out of the crowded stuffiness that the inside of the school buildings had to offer. He naturally enjoyed being outside rather than being inside, excepting on the much sunnier days. With a deep, refreshing inhale and exhale, he started a slow walk towards one of the tables along the grassy sections of the quad. It was sort of his lunch spot, and students of the popular type would also gather there once he was situated in his place on the table. He continued his walk, feeling the stares start training on him again, each holding different intentions both personal and public.