Being a foreign exchange student was a lot to take in. A new country, a new school, new people, a new way of life.

You were just going with the flow, trying your best every day and kept to yourself since you didn’t know anyone in this new school.

But it seemed like people had their eyes on you and when you were just sitting before class began, you didn’t expect Evelyn, the obvious popular girl to stop when she passed you, a mischievous glimmer in her eye showing she was surely going to mess with you.

“Um, excuse you…that’s my desk.”