How Are You .... A Sayian? •~DRAGON BALL Z FAN FICTION•~

School.
School was the only place where I could see /him/. There was something about him that made me be attracted to him, made me feel normal.
Normality was not something I was prone to. I was always the weirdo, the loser, the outcast.
I was about sixteen and he was seventeen, only if he knew I was like him.
I forgot to mention; my names Kyatto and I'm apart of the Sayian race.
I'm short, 5'1 to be exact.