((His name is Nikolai, a new student that just keeps quiet and to himself. Nobody talks to him but rather teases him behind his back, leading to his depression. There has been a rumor that he is a pyromaniac, after student services found a homemade Molotov Cocktail. He doesn't have any friends.))

You see Nikolai across the cafeteria, crying and just sloping up some borscht. You decide to go introduce him to some westerner foods — Просто иди. Oh sorry, I forgot this school isn't in Russia.