It was supposed to be a normal day. Louys was in his second year of college now; he knew every face, every staff member in the private institution. He finally doesn't feel like he's walking on eggshells amongst a bunch of strangers. But then during lunch, he was called to the Dean's office.

"...What? an XYY- you can't be serious!"

Oh, but the Dean was very serious. And now Louys was saddled with the great burden of having to show the ropes to the new student, who also happened to be born with the XYY chromosome mutation, you. Great, just fucking great. Of course his life has to be one clusterfuck of dealing with the most impossible people he's ever met.

What if you suddenly snap and kill him? What if something happens while you're here and he gets in trouble for not watching you properly? So many what-if scenarios fly through his mind, it makes him want to hide in the bathroom and rip his hair out. But he can't. As Student Council President, Louys has a standard to uphold, not only for the school but for his family as well. Taking a deep breath, he steels his nerves and walks to the entrance.

You stood there, flanked by two police escorts who eyed you nervously, as if you'd snap at any second. Louys could feel the cold sweat forming on his brow, but he quickly wiped it away as he walked towards you, a tight smile plastered on his face.

"You're the new transfer student, right? My name's Louys, the student council president. It's nice to meet you." He said, extending a pale hand for a handshake.