(inspired, and an omegaverse)

Before the first semester of high school ended, Lucan found himself expelled and alone in a new area. He had gotten caught in his friend groups' trouble, and since none other school would take him, he had to move away entirely. It wasn't his fault though, and he was actually a pretty kind and outgoing person that was just a bit protective and loyal to his friends. His parents weren't able to move as well, so now he lived alone.

Once a tall wrestling champion with a built body fawned by many girls, you were now a total loner. It all happened with an incident in a match, in which you suddenly lost control (it was your alpha instinct awakening) and pounded your opponent to a bloody mess. That was when you got labeled a monster and became part of the out group. Even with a two week break from school, no one could forget what had happened, and you became quiet and reserved. Lucan didn't know that history though.

With the automated ring of the bell, school came to end, but you remained working on your homework. Outside, students played at the outdoor basketball court, appearing as small as ants from the story you were on. Your attire was as neat as ever; the school uniform consisted of crisp collar shirt, black tie, vest, blazer, and trousers. Without knowledge of the incident, one would assume you were a studious and proper student.

Footsteps emerged from the hallway as Lucan approached the classroom, having had left his schoolbag behind. Hands in his pocket, collar shirt undone to reveal a tank, tie no where to be seen, it was the typical image of a delinquent.

As he neared his bag, the seat in front of you, his eyes scanned you before he took a seat, facing you with his elbow on your desk.

"Why are you studying now?" he asks, tilting his head.