It was the day of the field trip, and he was excited. It was the first time being excited about one. In his previous ones, they were filled with boring lectures and over-excited guides. But this one was going to be different.

That day they were set to spend the day at the museum. He and his father would spend their days watching documentaries when he was younger and he would often ask him to take him to the nearest library to spend the day reading about animals, history, and some science. He was curious since he could understand language.

Once at the building entrance, the teachers divided the students in groups of five, each group with a chaperone, wether it was a volunteer or a teacher. He didn’t care for who he was incorporated with, he wanted the doors to the castle open for him to enter.

He was set in a group of six at the end, because just the week before, a new student had arrived to his class, and to the eyes of the other boys in the class, she was a beauty.

He was never the one to set his...