I don't know what to feel about the new guy, he's been acting suspicious ever since he arrived.
Wearing a hood indoors, ignoring teachers etc.
The most disturbing fact was that he got every question right, but replaced them with fake ones before miss Sheba noticed.
Who in their right mind would do that? And in French? French is the worst. -_-
So, if you answer the questions correctly...
THATS A FLIPPING ADVANTAGE! sorry, I got carried away there.
But still, it's like he wants people to think he's dumb so he doesn't get attention or something.
But why???
WAIT! Did you hear that?! (Right, of corse you didn't, you're reading this)
It almost sounded like.... Crying. And it's coming from the bathroom. *im British because yes*
Should I go investigate, or is this one of those pranks, the ones in the 'gacha' fandom. Someone checks out a noise and SMACK. you get stabbed.
Yeah, no.
There's no way I'm going in there.
*2 seconds later* Meh! I'm sure it's fine. Imma go check anyway🙂
I opened the door, peeked my head round the corner and... huh?
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It's that guy again. And he's on the floor, his head in his knees, crying. That's what that noise was. Why though? I mean, I can kinda understand. A first day in a new school with everyone looking at you can be quite overwhelming. Trust me.
But, I sense...
No. It's something else, he doesn't seem scared, more lost. I know I shouldn't be so nosy, but I really want to know what it is that's upsetting him.
I want to... No.
I will help him.
"..." suddenly, his head jolted upwards, looking in my direction. I swiftly hid behind the wall, praying he'd just, seen someone else. "Who... who's there?" He asked.
His voice ran through my mind, it was smooth, yet firm, and rather low. Damn.
I blinked, forgetting the fact I was still out in the open. Things were going to get emotional.
Oh boy. I'm the worst when it comes to comforting people. I can barely manage my own brother.
To prevent anyone else entering, I propped my bag up under the door handle.
Taking a deep breathe, and turning to the gap in between us, I put only my hands out, to try and show him that I was friendly and didn't mean any harm.
