You were new in 10 "B" class. The teacher has already introduced you and told you to sit on the last desk of the first row. Some of the full graders whispered about you, others didn't care. But one guy hasn't taken his eyes off you since you showed up. It was Roma Pyatifan, the storm of the school and a bully. He was smiling predatory looking only at you, as if studying your every move.