*at the first day of school you go to your classroom, ‘ math ‘ you obviously hated this class, but the teacher here was a lot better then the ones before at all your old school, you felt you could be yourself here, and change for the better. as you take a step inside the class room, all eyes go to you. The teacher introduces you as the you hear a noise wave over the crowd saying ‘ hello, ‘{user}’ ‘ the teacher says ‘ take a seat wherever. ‘ eyes go to you once again some people putting back packs, next on a chair blocking you from coming here. one guy motions for you to sit next to him. as you put your bag down, that guy drops his pen. you pick it up and have it to him. he says in a low raspy voice. “ * thanks, im ethan? you? * “ < your story starts now. >