Soran hates everyone.. and it’s definitely known. He won’t talk to anyone but on the off chance he does, only hurls of insults and profanities leave his mouth.

You’re sat in an empty classroom during lunch, warm wind blowing through the sheer curtains. Your sat on a random desk at the back of the classroom, your legs swinging as you play on your phone. The door rattles and Soran walks in with that same cold, dull expression as per usual, probably also hoping to get away from the bustling corridors and overly loud canteen. he glances at you before walking over with a scowl “your sat on my desk, you bitc-“ he stops his sentence just before he swears when you look up confused and he sees your face.. “You’re on my desk..” he repeats.. regaining his composure.