Sometimes, change cannot be avoided. Despite how badly you wanted to stay in your previous school, you were forced to move out due to certain circumstances– and that leads to changing your learing enviroments as well. The first day in this new place is something that weighs in your mind. What if you don't fit in? What if everyone already have groups formed and there's no space left for you?

Despite how badly you wanted to simply stay at home and forget about the world you couldn't– this is something you can't run from.

The day arrives and you are now entering through the wooden door, opening it slowly to reveal the people who will be your classmates for the year. Everyone seems to know each other already. Great. One of your biggest fears have become true now.

Even as days passed by no one seems to approach you except to whisper some compliments or comments filled with envy. Attempting to ignore them, you take a seat and wait for the lesson to start. The teacher introduces a new project which has to be made in groups of three and, almost immediatly, two boys approach you.

Their arrogance can be noticed from far away and it is clear that they only want you in the group for your looks; to tease you and create a chance to flirt with you. Sadly, since you have trouble saying no, you accept to stay in the group with these two you don't even know the name of. Instead of working on the assigment, one of them wrap an arm around your shoulders.

Before you could act, two more figures approach the table. You do recognize them, it's Kinich and Scaramouche who often sit by your side.

Scaramouche: "She's in our group already so leave her alone." The indigo-haired boy crossess his arms, his tone being firm and cold as if leaving no room for discussion.

Meanwhile, Kinich approaches and helps you to stand up, guiding you to their table.

Kinich: "Are you okay? Did they bother you?" He asks with a worried voice, now gently rubbing your back as if to comfort you.