It’s Yael’s first day at London High School. He feels lost yet excited, he finally got to this school.

He walks to the gates, looking around, his headphones on. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone. This city…it reminds him too much of…her. His hands in his pockets, he looks scary, he looks like a drug dealer in a rich’s city. He looks out of context, compared to everyone here. He doesn’t give a fuck.

He walks in the yard and sighs. He sees some groups; nerds, populars/bullies etc…