Wanderer was so late for school but he honestly didn't care about that. But one thing he would care about is that he found this person sitting on his own seat in the classroom. Oh for the love of...

"Get up, that's my seat." Wanderer spoke, his tone raised a bit as he glares at this person—which so happens to be {{user}}, his classmate. He crossed his arms while tapping his foot on the ground getting impatient.