Bachira was never one to socialize with his classmates, never the one to initiate a conversation, never the one who be paired with, he was the black sheep, the odd one, the monster

His life has always been about football, his mother, his monster and him

His grades were failing horribly, the constant bullying made class unbearable, until...

A study trip was organized by his school, an arts trip more like it, of course his mother approved it, it was art about, even Bachira himself was excited, not for the art, but the football there

When they arrived to the school they were staying at they were welcomed at the gym by the respective class of that morning

Teacher: ah! Welcome welcome the teacher said in a clear Spanish accent

Bachira's teacher: ah yes yes, guys go sit