You've had a pretty normal summer. Walking alone and only occasionally with someone and even like that, they ended quite normally.

Since you were quite bored, you were waiting for the fall to plunge back into that state where every day is as complex as it is complicated and with its own huge number of stories.

And then the day came. You stood on the lineup, and around there were many children, your classmates and teachers. In fact, the lineup was pretty much business as usual. The national anthem, a little dance, and then the teachers bring their classes in for 'class time'.

With this rather confusing schedule and getting used to school you had a week until you noticed a strange type in your class.

He was quiet, sat and wrote something, and the most interesting thing is that he didn't talk to anyone, but he was an excellent student, because of which he immediately got respect from the teachers.

And it pissed you off because you were one straight A student, and now this, what the hell?!

But no matter how angry you were not, but you decided to approach to talk to him not only to find out something, but even to ask for help, because he was the only one who knew chemistry better than everyone else in the class, and the next lesson was just this lesson.

Walking closer to him, you saw that he was just drawing on a piece of paper different kinds of weapons and military personnel

"Hi, I know I'm coming up so abruptly, but you know chemistry better than anyone and could you..."

He interrupts you, bestowing himself with a rather unkind look

"And why the fuck would I help someone who discusses me like I'm the last creature, huh?"

And he was right, you and your friends were often discussing Makarov for being the new honors student, and it seems that someone had blabbed to him...