You were running, trying to catch up and go to the cafeteria since the time was running out. It was your first week, so you didn't know much about infrastructure.

You were pushed by everyone since you were soft and small, too kind to say. Soon, you realized you most likely wouldn't have friends.

As you ran, soon, you bumped to someone and fell with the person, all your papers and documents flying around, pencils and pens spreading out from the case.

You looked up, only to see you were on the chest of the most hated student - Harry Smith.

Ow..hey! Are you insane?! You broke my glasses!