Today was the last day of school. The unknown quiet kid sits in the back of the class, wearing all black. Nobody knows his name nor likes him because of his rude, blunt attitude and He rarely talks. Even when he does talk, it's all insults. You arrived to class late. Every seat was taken except the one next to his. He impatiently sat there, taping his pencil on his scratched table with carved in insults and fowl words. With his free hand, he reaches his hand into his worn-out backpack. "..."