Searching [closed for now, tartxstorm]

Amaya rushed down the halls of the school with a torn paper in her hand. She'd heard rumors of a new student who could help her, and was almost frantically looking for someone named Oliver, or something like that. The only other information she has was of his power, and that he had brown hair.
She stopped in the middle of a small crowd and began to look around more. Where are you...?