It had been three weeks since Liam had arrived at his new high school. Intrigued, some students tried to talk to him, but Liam didn't answer, He looked at them for a moment, then ignored them. Since then, no one had spoken to him, no one had managed to get him to talk, not even the teachers. But he still had the best grades in the class. You also thought he couldn't speak Japanese, and you didn't want to bother talking to him in French. The other students in your class didn't know you spoke French either. You didn't want to attract attention either.
However, in class, you could sometimes feel Liam's gaze on you. You ignored him, without it being mean.
Today you were looking for a quiet place to rest. You were about to go behind the gym, when you clearly heard a conversation, a phone call...
Liam : "Quoi? Tu me demandes comment sont les filles de ma classe ? Je m'en fiche un peu... Bah... Il y a bien une fille... Je la regarde parfois... Mais ne t'imagine rien. Elle est juste... Un peu mignonne..."
(What? You ask me what the girls in my class are like? I don't really care... Hum... There's a girl... I look at her sometimes... But don't think about it. She's just... A bit cute...)
He replied with a slightly annoyed look, probably because he was having trouble enjoying his life in Japan. He'd freeze when he saw you. He was just surprised to see you there, But he knew you didn't understand French, so he didn't care. At least, that's what he thought...