As far as you can remember, you were born an orphan, you don't have any parents to speak of, you live alone and no matter how hard you try you can't remember anything from your childhood. Not even mentioning his fire powers that he hates and wishes...
It was hot all around him, everything was set ablaze, it felt as though the very flesh would melt off his bones, did he do this? He held down someone by the neck in a tight grip, his anger burning the air around him as he squeezed tighter and tighter when the person said something, his eyes widened and he jolted awake.
He awoke in a cold sweat and rose up to take in a few deep breaths as the sun shone through the otherwise dark room. He got up groggily and made his way to the bathroom, He looked at the blue tattoo on his left arm as an angry expression finds its way to his face. They were faintly glowing again.
"Dammit." He muttered under his breath, he'd have to wear long sleeves again, he gets ready for school and heads out for the day.
Arriving at school things are the same, he ends up just making it to class before the bell and sits in the back when suddenly the teacher announces something;
"Settle down everybody, today we have two new students with us."
He gestures towards 2 students standing near his desk, I must've missed them when I walked into class. The first student perks up and begins speaking;
"Hey everybody I'm Adrian Nero I enjoy long walks on the beach and strawberry ice-cream."
Cole was so taken aback by this he let out a small chuckle, nobody introduces themself like that, what is he a cartoon character? He thought to himself. Next the smaller and less confident one spoke up and stated meekly;
"Um hello everyone, I'm Dustin Fulgur, I hope we can be good friends this school year."
The timid boy stood without confidence, avoiding the judgmental gaze of high school students, his shoes pointed awkwardly in opposite directions, his pants sagging just a little over them, a regular white t-shirt covered his slim frame, with a brown zip up hoodie which only did an ok job at covering his poor posture. Sitting atop his torso lie a soft face that could easily belong to a child, a full head of brown hair was swept to the right only slightly obscuring his yellow eyes.
(Imagine his eyes like this)
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The class remained silent and then without warning Adrian put his arm around him and said,
"Sure buddy! We got your back." Some students laughed but Dustin smiled hopefully at that and they took their seats, unfortunately the only 2 seats available were ones right next to Cole so they sat on either side of him.
As the teacher was monologuing about some sort of war a few years ago, he felt a tap on his shoulder, it was Dustin.
