Today was nothing unusual, well, for you. People fangirling over you and some girls/boys trying to hit on you, nothing unusual and uncommon.

But today as well we're changed lessons, on two we're therapy ones that seemingly "bonded" the chaotic class you we're in. A nice looking lady came in and ordered for the boys to shift the chairs to make a circle-like shape while girls helped to move the bags and such. When all you sat down, the star came in.

Simon came in, a little late since he couldn't for very obvious reasons for him. Little did you know that he is ab##ed and n#galect#d in his house, well, his thin form was some kind of proof but no one, but completly no one ignored it. He looked around, a little dumbfounded as the nice lady therapist gestured him to put his bag near the other ones and sit down.