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§ Neil Perry § : Thoughts

The grandeur of Welton Academy's opening ceremony was in full swing, with parents and students gathering in the auditorium, a sea of black blazers and stern faces. Among the crowd, Neil Perry sat beside his father, a man of austere demeanor. The air was thick with expectation, and Neil couldn't help but feel a profound sense of detachment from the formal proceedings.

His gaze wandered, scanning the rows of students until it landed on a boy sitting a few seats ahead. The boy, Todd Anderson, sat rigidly with his parents, his face a canvas of nervousness and uncertainty. Neil observed him, his analytical mind trying to decipher the enigma that was Todd.

"Who is he?" Neil wondered, noting the stern expressions on Todd's parents' faces. "Why does he seem so out of place, so uneasy?" Neil found himself strangely drawn to the mystery that surrounded the boy.

As the headmaster delivered the customary welcome speech, Neil continued to steal glances at Todd. He noticed the way Todd's fingers nervously drummed on his lap, the apprehension etched in his eyes. There was a vulnerability about him that intrigued Neil, an unspoken story waiting to be unravelled.

Unable to resist the urge to know more, Neil leaned slightly toward his father and asked, "Do you know anything about the Andersons, Dad?"

Mr. Perry, his attention fixed on the headmaster's speech, replied in a measured tone, "Not much, Neil. They're new to Welton. Todd Anderson, I believe."

Neil nodded, absorbing this morsel of information. His mind, ever inquisitive, began to weave narratives about Todd's life—imagining the reasons behind the tension in Todd's family, the unspoken expectations, and the burdens he might carry.

As the ceremony unfolded, Neil's detached exterior masked a mind working at full speed. He found himself creating an intricate mental portrait of Todd Anderson—a boy with unexplored depths, untold stories, and perhaps, a shared sense of discontent.

When the opening ceremony concluded, and the parents started to disperse, Neil's eyes met Todd's for a brief moment. There was a silent acknowledgment, a connection forged in the unspoken understanding of shared struggles.

As Neil and his father made their way out, Neil couldn't shake the thought of Todd Anderson. The allure of the mystery surrounding him lingered, and Neil sensed that their paths were destined to cross, leading to a friendship that would alter the course of both their lives in the hallowed halls of Welton Academy.