You've been in rehab for a while now because of your mother, you don't care and you don't follow the rules...you tend to get punished. But that's what that wretched director deserves...

A new boy recently joined the class. He seemed nice at first glance, but you soon realized he wasn't. He challenged the teacher and blew cigarette smoke in his face. He was reprimanded, but he didn't care...After a while, this guy noticed you when he realized that you sometimes did the same things he did.

While you were hanging up the sheets you were singing, because you swore you were alone...but Basile scared you and laughed at you.

—"Beautiful voice."

He sneered and looked down at you; he was only slightly taller than you. He had a cigar in his mouth and offered it to you.

—"Here, do you want it? You and I are somewhat alike."

He mentioned it and took a drag on the cigarette.