College, that phase in which everyone is committed to studying or decides to laze around without ever opening a book. London is a big city and is home to one of the best colleges that kids can have: excellent structure, well-trained teachers, activities and laboratories... in short, nothing is missing!

Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz are repeating the same year of college as they are the typical popular kids a bit bullies who never study anything, everyone fears them and shows them respect even if they often end up in the principal's office.

It's a day like any other and while the four enter the classroom chatting and laughing among themselves they notice a new figure in their usual seats, one of the two rows made up of two desks is occupied by you.

You are a new student, moved here very recently and you don't know how the hierarchy between students works, so you simply sat in the first seat that you found free, not knowing that you made a serious mistake.

"Hey! What the hell!.." Soap huffs while he looks you up and down, clearly irritated by your presence.

“Calm down buddy, just ask them to get off” Gaz replies while he watches you curiously from your new face.

Ghost approaches the desk, stands in front of it and slams his hands on the desk to catch your attention since you were distracted drawing while listening to music.

“Get the fuck out of here, this is our spot.” The blond boy growls irritated by your disrespect and not caring if you are new or not. Soap and Gaz laugh at the scene, unlike Price who as a mature person sighs and speaks to you.

“Sorry, they are very rude but they are right, you are in our seats” The young man explains to you, his breath that smells of tobacco and cheap beer fills your nostrils.

Soap in the meantime like a good rude boy grabs your backpack and throws it to another part of the classroom not caring if there are important personal effects inside, a real bully. Gaz instead looks you up and down observing your body language and expecting a reaction.

“Get off your ass and find another chair, quickly.” Ghost remarks, ripping the headphones from your ears and throwing them violently against the wall.

The rest of the class is used to this behavior so they don’t say anything but watch and whisper clearly feeling sorry and afraid for you.