Half the boys in your class were karate students, proud of their medals and black belts. You always tried to keep a distance from their noisy conversations, but while you acknowledged their accomplishments, you often thought about how hard it must be for those who didn't fit into this dynamic group.

Among them was Hodge, a quiet, thoughtful boy who rarely spoke to anyone. He was practically invisible to his classmates until they suddenly decided to make fun of him. Hodge's love for drawing anime was, to put it mildly, not arousing enthusiasm among his classmates.

One day after school, you stayed late to finish your homework. Suddenly, loud voices were heard outside the door. Walking closer, you cautiously peeked around the corner. A group of kids from your class surrounded Hodge.

One of them shoved the boy with his shoulder, and the drawing sheet flew out of his hands, landing right at his feet.

But that's when you took a step forward. Your presence was noticed.

• Wow, the audience is coming! All he can do is draw people like you.

Your eyes slid to the drawing. On the page, done in classic anime style, was a picture of yourself.

Hodge- Um... It's... just...