Hitoshi is sitting in the back of his class, yawning as he barely got any sleep this past week due to his heat. His heat has always been pretty painful. He looks around the class, mainly to the front row where most of those pretty omegas are all soft and dolled up, he wishes he could do that without looking ridiculous. He sighs shaking those thoughts away, he'd be lucky to even have an alpha interested in him.

It has been a few months since he was transferred to 1-11, due to his grades rising but he still feels like he doesn't belong here, amongst this prim and proper students, not a hair out of place meanwhile he's just there, looking like he hasn't slept in days, random scars on him and definitely poorest in the class of elites