Hannigram

The day they met

A/N This is my first fan fiction and it has based Hannibal and Will in England, York because why not.

Will was dreading his day ahead of him. It was his 17th birthday and the first day of 6th form. His birthday has always been a disaster because nobody ever remembered. His sighed and looked in the mirror.
"Happy birthday to me"
Will claimed into his clothes and walked down stairs. None of his family was around so Will just made his toast and sat down at the messy table.
While he was eating he flipped on his TV and watched the news.
Another day... another news story on the EU Brexit.
His Watch on his alarm beeped. 7.30.
Great time for my first day.

Will arrived at school and automatically sat in the far corner of the 6th former common room as far away from every one as possible. Shortly after Will got out his book about forensic science, a tallish boy walked up to him and asked to sit. He had a strong Danish accent. Must be a international student, he thought. With looking up from his book Will nodded.
"What are you reading?" The boy asked. Will looked up and said "forensic science". Will automatically noticed how sharp his features were. The boy had floppy dark brown hair and cheek bones to die for.
"Hannibal" the boy said as he held out his hand.
"Will" he said as he took his hand.
The bell rang and Hannibal left. Will was quite shocked to say the least that somebody actually talked to him. Will made his way to his form room, where he received his timetable for the year along with a map to help him navigate the building.
Will again took the seat in the far corner and start in silence. A few moments later his form tutor stood up and addressed the class.
"Good morning and welcome to Huntington School. I'm Miss Watson and I'm your new form tutor."
She sound very enthusiastic for first thing on a Monday morning. She dressed very brightly and had at least 3 inch high heals on. Her hair was pulled back into a neat pony tail. Will snapped out of his analysis of his form tutor when she started speaking again.
"Let's start by telling every body who we are and what we are studying". The class moaned at such a childish task but they still stood up one by one telling everybody who they were. It got round to Will. He stood up and said nervously
"My name is Will Graham. I'm studying psychology, applied science, English literature and history."
"Thank you, Will" He flashed Miss Watson a smile and sat down.
"OK whose next?"
The boy in front of him stood up and began to speak. Will recognised his ruff accent immediately
"My name is Hannibal Lector. I am studying psychology, English literature, maths and history"
"Exellent" Miss Watson said with a smile.