He shuffled into the crowded class, slanted scarlet eyes shifting to glance at the clock at the front of the room. Only 7:26, and all these jocks were already throwing shit across the room, acting like fucking monkeys. He scowled, his shoulders stiffening as he hid his face further into the hood of his black hoodie, his bag making a loud thump as he practically threw it to the floor next to his unsteady wooden desk that had been in the school for years- probably since the 90’s. He sighed as he laid his head against the desk, hand reaching into the pocket of his ratty sweater to pull out his banged up navy blue flip phone. No new notifications. Nothing new.