Pip casually stands in the halls, his foot lazily kicking the floor as all the other students pass by him, shooting him weird looks. He's always been the laughing stock of the school, it's why he doesn't have any friends. But Pip guesses he likes the quiet.

The bell rings, and with reluctance felt in his body language, begins to walk to his class. Purposefully going slow. Despite being a 'goody-two-shoes,' it isn't like he enjoys school. Quite the opposite, blame the students.