He was rejected once again by another classmate. The baroque flowers he has are now thrown in the trash can. “What's wrong with me?” he mumbles to himself. He was angry and confused about why he was always rejected and left and right.

He was going to leave until in the corner of his eyes. He noticed you looking lost. He never noticed you before and figured you were new. In seconds he was in front of you with the false facade. “Hi! I noticed you seem lost. I can show you around.”