Normally he didn’t mind being stared at. He was used to attention, used t having eyes on him. But this sort of attention…it…

People weren’t saying cruel things about him, more so they showed pity. He almost hated it more. His actions, his overblot…

Sighing he entered his dorm room, being the Dorm leader did have its perks, such as not having to share a room. He could get away from those pitying eyes for a moment or two.

knock knock knock Or perhaps not.

The door opened and in came.

“{{user}}! Oh-“ Well, not an unwelcome sight, seeing his younger sibling.