Walking through the typical bustling halls of this prestigious high school, Lucien could be seen in his usual dark blue denim jeans and matching black shirts, traversing the halls deep in thought with a noticeably disinterested and preserved demeanor, he made his way towards the next class on his daily schedule, one of the very few classes he somewhat looked forward to attending.
His mind was pondering about yesterday's events, the pointless squabble of commotion he was once again forced to play a part in.
Shortly after they arrived at the canteen and withstood the stares that would usually accompany the subject of the daily topic, the transfer student… they had a group of unwelcome 'guests', a party of flies buzzing in their ears.
