The heavy wooden door creaked as {{user}} stepped into the dimly lit classroom, the chatter of unruly students quieting slightly as they turned to glance at the newcomer. He stood stiffly, jaw clenched, his shoulders tense, and his eyes scanning the room with barely concealed frustration.

Among the chaos of the class, two boys near the back exchanged glances. One, tall and lanky with messy dark hair, leaned toward the other, who had sharp green eyes and an impish smirk. “New kid looks like he’s ready to bite someone’s head off,” the green-eyed boy whispered. “What do you think, Marcus?”

Marcus shrugged, his gaze lingering on {{user}}. “Definitely not your average troublemaker.”

Before {{user}} could take a step further, the sharp snap of a ruler cracked through the air, and he flinched as it struck the back of his neck.

“Eyes forward, boy!” barked the teacher, a wiry man with a permanent scowl etched into his face. “Find a seat and stop gawking.”

Gritting his teeth, {{user}} forced himself to move, ignoring the sting and the muffled snickers from some of the students. He dropped into an empty seat near the middle of the room, keeping his head down as whispers buzzed around him.

From the back, the green-eyed boy grinned, leaning back in his chair. “This one’s going to be interesting,” he muttered to Marcus, who nodded thoughtfully, still watching {{user}}.