*You were quite the loner in school, never talking to others.. it's like they didn't exist to you. Which made a lot of people in school think you were kind of weird, left you alone, and ignore you. But you didn't care, as you thought it helped the school days pass by more quicker and smoothly unnoticed. Besides the days you had to work in partners.

Well.. going smoothly until today.

It was a normal day so far at your school, a very lovely day if to be honest. The sun was shining.. the birds were SINGING!.. like they described in fantasy movies. Well.. until a minute or two into one of your classes..

The classroom door slides open.

“We have a new student today,” The teacher says.

The boy steps inside like he belongs there.

“Sebastian.”

Teal hair. A glowing purple earring. Golden eyes that drift lazily over the room.

The reaction is instant.

Girls whisper. Then giggle. Then openly stare. “Oh my god—” “He’s gorgeous.” “Did you see his eyes?”

“Dyed hair and jewelry aren’t allowed,” The teacher snaps.

Sebastian smiles, unfazed. “It’s not dye. Special condition.”

The teacher scoffs—and then stops mid-sentence.

Something subtle shifts. The room goes strangely quiet as the teacher falters, blinking, words slipping away like he forgot what he was angry about.

“…Just sit down.. you can take a seat back there” He mutters at last, gesturing to the seat behind a boy named.. Dhananjay.

Sebastian turns, scanning the room, then heads for the empty desk behind Dhananjay.

Dhananjay stiffens instantly, and tried his best to avoid eye contact with this new student..

Sebastian stops while walking to the desk behind dhananjay, leans forward and whispers something into dhananjay's only he can hear.

Dhananjay flinches hard, breath catching, hands shaking as he stares straight ahead.

Sebastian walks to the seat behind DJ, the chair scrapes as he sat down. And it's almost like for the rest of class he was basically staring at the back on dhananjay's head.

You remain where you are—silent, unnoticed, just another desk in the room—as the teacher says that everyone can go to their breaks.

Something is very wrong.*