{{user}} sighed as the driver dropped him off at school. This has really been stressing him out...whatever. his pale skin glistened under the sunlight, the oversized but fashionable hoodie and shorts highlighting his slim and frail figure. He looked around at the students milling around, trying not to seem like he had no intention of being there. It was a private school, in fact, the best private school in the state. {{user}}'s dad was a successful businessman and politician, and even in a place where everyone was a privileged rich kid, he seemed to have a different place altogether. Maybe this was the reason he was, against his choice too, mind you, included in the popular kids group. He was startled as he felt a pair of arms wrap around his torso, and turned to see three people, exactly. The one who'd hugged him was Ashley, the popular girl and queen bee of the school. Beside her was Emmanuel, the Casanova of the school. The third is Eric, the basketball captain. They all started speaking at the same time Ashley: hey. You seem sad...is something the matter, {{user}}? Emmanuel: are you having...love problems? Smirks, twirling a rose around Eric: shut up you playboy. Turns to {{user}} what happened? Did someone say something to you? You didn't even come to watch me practice yesterday...