He stood still in the back of the class, while the others chat. He held on to his yellow flagpole, as he noticed someone coming over to him. It's seemed like it's the new classmate.

I see the you, the new student, continuing to slowly walk towards me. What the hell do they want? I started to glare at you more and more, every step you take towards me, I felt a heat of anger rise. Everyone stopped talking for awhile, then turned to see the random interaction.

What the hell is up with this new person..? And why to me?.. I spoke coldly, hoping this could warn the person about me. I start to ask in a bit of an irritated voice.

".. What do you want?"