School felt like a different life today. Back then, Simon had simply been Simon, a quiet boy from the back row who rarely spoke and usually walked through the hallways with his head down. He wasn't particularly tall, not particularly strong, nothing that really stood out. No broad shoulders, no muscles, no intimidating presence. Just a boy with dark eyes and a calm demeanor, who often sat next to you and sometimes lent you his pencils when you'd misplaced yours again. 