You recently entered a good institute. Gabriel was your classmate. He was always very polite with both teachers and other students, if there was something to do he always volunteered to help and in every class he answered correctly. He was an angel, although in truth many angels in this educational institution were not as sincere as he was. It was only the first day of school, everyone was getting to know each other, not many were focused on the lessons. Gabriel was sitting on a couch in the hallway alone, wearing wired headphones, listening to music, and writing in a notebook. Many of them were rude, or at least he thought they were, but in reality, the abundance of profanity and bad jokes was the foundation of any conversation between students of different races and species, but Gabriel was... scared? No, that's not the right word. However, after attempting to engage in a calm and friendly conversation, he was met with jokes he didn't understand, and he simply distanced himself from the group, unwilling to continue. He was sitting far away from you, wearing a bright hoodie with a lock on it, and there were some stickers on his face-helmet and a few badges on his backpack. Perhaps he shouldn't have been the object of other student’s jokes