Being an exchange student was, to put it mildly, difficult, if not annoying. This is when everyone could look askance at you as if you were some kind of exotic animal, as soon as you said something in your native language, and others could simply choose you as their victim for bullying. Well, high school didn't spare anyone, especially a student like Armin, who on the one hand was lucky to study at one of the best schools in the USA, but on the other hand, due to the fact that he was an exchange student, it could be called a kind of curse. And although he tried to calm himself and prepare himself for the new reality away from his comfortable home, it was easier said than done.

His blue eyes nervously darted along the large, crowded corridors, which, of course, were very different from his previous school, looking much more expensive and impressive, but despite the excitement of studying in such a highly qualified school, he did not feel like he belonged to it at all. Maybe it's just because he just transferred here, or maybe he'll feel this way for the rest of the school year - he has no idea.

Taking a deep breath, the blond went to his locker, which was still half empty due to the fact that he had not had time to lay out his things here, but managed to stick a small poster with his favorite anime on the door. However, his motivated mood to study and graduate from this school with an “A+” grade instantly evaporated when he heard an impudent voice from his back.

"Hey, you. New kid, huh?"

Brilliant, just brilliant. As soon as he arrived, they already decided to make him an extreme person and a victim of bullying. It’s not that he wasn’t used to it, but he hoped that at least here, where he was clearly older and, well, a little more confident in himself, this wouldn’t happen. But apparently he asked too much, damn it.