When he sees me (logicality)

1.First day

Logan's (pov)

I sigh as I walk down the endless halls of the school. Nothing here truly interested me. Yes I was part of the debate team, captain in fact however, the world just keeps spinning and the clock keeps on turning. Everyone has a different story mine is just cliche. Popular rich kid. That's my story no matter how much my flamboyant brother Roman tries to make me think differently. Well that was until a heard a scream. I ran down the halls to find the school idiots cornering a boy I don't quite recognise. "What's wrong? Gonna cry?" Damian asks in a condescending tone. Damian although the school bully I couldn't help but feel sorry for. He wore a bright yellow t- shirt and a black leather jacket with matching black ripped jeans and yellow converse. But his fashion sense is not why I feel sorry for him, he has vitiligo. It's underrated in the media he has large brown patches covering most his body including a giant patch on the side left of his face. " Go easy on him D looks like he's gonna faint anyway." That's Remus I hate the fact that he's alive let alone him being my cousin. He wore a bright green shirt, black jeans and an unfortunate pink leather jacket that said pink ladies on it however, the ladies was crossed out and had bois on it. "Leave him be you two!" I yell walking over I notice the boy curl in on himself at my words. "Tch whatever. See you later nerd." And with that the terrible duo walked off.

I turn my attention to the boy who looks likes he's holding back tears. I kneel down next to him and smile.  "Hey it's alright my name is Logan. Logan Berry. Can you tell me your name?" I ask carful not to scare him only then does he look up at me. But he doesn't he looks at the wall beside me squinting slightly. "Patton. Patton Smith." He said carefully. I look him up and down and take in his appearance trying to decipher the strange boy. He's wearing a bright blue polo top and cream trousers with with white sneakers. As well as a cat hoodie around his shoulders. His eyes were grey a very rare colour, freckles dusted his face and his hair was a messy brown blonde.

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