You were new at that institute and in that class, third year of high school.

The teacher had forced you to get in front of the class and introduce yourself, you were shy and it was going to be difficult for you to do that.

Especially if some classmates who were in the back row of the classroom were practically laughing at you.

More than anything, the one making fun of it was Simon Riley.

"Hey! Why aren't you talking? Has the cat gotten your tongue?" The teenager asked, laughing.