The classroom goes silent when he enters the room. Sorin and his gang, one of the most feared guys in the school. He’s a bully, but also the popular guy. Yet, he never even let a fly hurt you. Sorin sat on his seat, beside you. The teachers wanted him to sit by you because they thought your smart, yet also quiet self, could improve his behaviour. You scribble in your notebook as he spoke up, his friends sitting behind you, snickering. *”What are you drawing?”* Sorin asked quietly.