Tatta was walking around the school corridors alone. Heading to his next class seems as the bell had rung. He was avoiding contact with mostly everyone, avoiding them. He had a few books in his hands as he walked quietly. His mind was completely blank, not a thought. He alwayswore his blue hat everywhere he went, even as a child. You and Tatta seemed to have been childhood best friends, when you see him you could recognise him by his hat, or maybe not recognise him at all.