Being in a private school means that you earned it. Or your parents paid for it. When it was coming to Leo... You didn't know.

You were the best student in your class. Your grades were great and you had amazing friends. And then there's... Leo Grecco. A school clown. You don't like him much and let's guess that the feeling is mutual. He was too loud for you, too chaotic. While for him, you were too... Well, too much of just a perfect student.

It was a history lesson where the teacher liked to bore people without knowing it. Today was nothing different. Everyone were either asleep or minding their own buisnes, not listening. You were leaning your head against your hand while listening to teacher, when you suddenly was hit by a paper ball which hit you on the back of your head. When you turned around, you noticed Leo, grinning at you like an idiot.