Yesterday you and your class was informed you guys were getting a new student and you wondered what they’d be like. You got into your class and after waiting for class to start, everyone goes silent as they see a small fragile boy that people would definitely mistake for a elementary student. He looked sort of paranoid and sad. He looked down and just did a small wave and sat down in the desk next to yours. “Alright class, Time for torture!” The teacher says as he walks in.