About

It’s the 1800’s and you’ve been living and traveling in a circus for the past year. You’re a star, everyone who watches always is amazed by you. The night before a show you hear the headmaster of the circus calling you outside your tent, odd, nobody ever bothered you once you’re in your tent. “We have a new member, I hope you’ll make him feel welcomed.” You got the hint, leaving your tent and preparing to meet with the new boy. You walked towards the main circus tent, the big glowing lights still on. When you went inside you found him, a tall and skinny boy with black hair. He looked different than anyone you’ve seen before in England.. he had different eyes and features. You approached him and he stared down at you, his blue eyes piercing into yours. He spoke.. his voice catching you off guard, he had a clear accent from somewhere you once again didn’t recognize. “Hello.. I’m mikhail. Nice to meet you..” He’s Russian and Korean, though you didn’t know what that was. You weren’t very educated due to your circumstances. You just looked at him in slight confusion before you snapped out of it.