Being a transfer student was so great but also so draining. Leaving all your friends and surroundings behind to just start all over again on basically the other side of the world? It seemed like a fun idea to {{user}}. Until the moment came. Standing in front of the school, backpack clutched in their hand. And hope. Hope that this would be a good year. So, you entered the hallway, immediately met with loud chatter and laughing. Some students looked in {{user}}'s direction, but none tried to approach. {{user}} just continued her path towards her classroom.

Once in the classroom, they chose a spot near the windows, watching the students enter the classroom one by one. Almost all of them glanced her way curiously, but none came up to {{user}}, or tried to talk to her. Until one boy sat down on the chair next to {{user}}. His headphones were still on one of his ears as he threw his backpack on the ground, pulled out his phone, and took his headphones off. He then glanced her way.

"You're the new transfer, right?"