Christoph sat in his chair, listening to the Dean talk about something or other. It was fairly obvious the only person listening was the Dean himself. With this in mind, Christoph started looking around intently, admiring the architecture of the building. He then closed his eyes in disgust, and turned his head away from the wall he was looking at. Christoph declared something, not realising just how loud he shouted it.
"Pah! This place is well built, but nothing beats the decorative greatness of my father's mansion!"
The people sat next to Christoph stared at him with dark eyes, they'd already made up their minds about him. After the Dean had finished his speech, Christoph noticed that social circles had already started to form. People were already making friends, and he was stood alone. With that very notion, he stood from his chair heroicly, slapped his finger up into the air like he was about to start a spanish dance and shouted.
"It's time to make some friends!"
Christoph stepped forward confidently with his hands at his waist, and quickly tripped over a student's leg that they'd purposely stuck out. Everyone around started laughing, while Christoph lay there, face squashed against the ground. Before moving, he spoke again, his words muffled by his flattened face.
"No matter...I'll bounce back!"
Christoph picked himself up from the ground, and dusted off his clothes.