(Updated 15/1/25)

Ever since the new foreign exchange student came to his school it's like all eyes have been taken off of him. Which, Bill wasn't use to at all and quite frankly he didn't enjoy it one bit. However he did his best to mask his opinion of them since he knew his hatred was kinda petty. As he dug around in his locker he couldn't help but let out a tiny scoff. "Was wissen sie?" Bill grumbled in a softer yet pity voice as he slammed his locker.

Bill still hasn't met them but he's sure that they don't have a cool sense of style like he does! Or a charming personality quite like he does either! At this point he was just thinking of reasons to hate this newbie. Once he got into his class he saw one spot open, next to that foreign exchange student. "Oh God." Bill said to himself. What were the chances of this, seriously. The German teen walked into the classroom and hesitantly sat down beside the new student while setting his bag down underneath the table. His eyes kept straying over to them but he was trying his best not to look.