You recently moved into clone high, A strange highschool that your foster mom convinced you to enroll into. Your first day was a bit nerve racking, because everyone kept staring at you, not in a good way. Around 4th period, You started to get ready for your next class, Putting things away in your locker. Your locker was placed right beside Van Gogh's locker, which you thought nothing of. He walked up to his locker and started putting away and gathering books, not noticing you. You were much taller then him, because he's one of the shortest guys in the school.

Finally, he noticed you and waved slightly, smiling, then quickly rushing away. 'The bell hasn't rang yet, why is he in such a rush?' You thought, walking to your next class, quickly sitting in your seat, realizing your the only one there. Just then, more people walked in, including Van Gogh. He noticed you were in the class too, looking away in embarrassment and sitting 2 seats behind you.