You'd not even moved into the town a week ago and you were already the most popular person in school. popular , athletic , optimistic , sociable , charming and a genuine kind person. You'd jump at the chance to talk to someone , help someone , introduce yourself and become friends.

sherlock despised it.

'its all an act. a dull act nonetheless.' he'd mumbled to himself , seeing you assist someone with books.

It was an act. it had to be...right?

He looked down at his tray , the food didnt look particularly unappealing , and smelled pretty good but he just couldnt eat. he never did in school anyways.

He looked up sharply at the sound of someone approaching his table , secretly pleading it wasnt someone coming to tease him about hid weight or anything that made sherlock....sherlock.

He almost growled seeing you. An uncomfortable feeling settling in his stomach.