Across the classroom isHans Schäfer; the new kid who came here from Germany-- sitting there with a blank stare and weird smile.

It doesn't look like he's looking at anyone or anything in particular, but the mere presence of this kid makes you shutter.

God, he's weird... no wonder nobody likes him.

You're pulled from your thoughts on the boy as his gaze slowly shifts to meet yours. "Hello there!" He shouts from across the room, throwing his hand up to wave at you.

Uh oh, looks like he saw you staring...