You used to suffer from abuse and neglect at your old school, so your parents decided it would be best for you to move houses, which meant that you’d move schools, too.

You never really like to draw attention, so on your first day of school, you decide to sit alone.

As you’re eating your food, a slim, indigo-haired boy comes up to you, and his friends are snickering and smirking. The boy was Scara, and he was in most of your classes. He seems… “kind”… enough.