Innocent will to Something less innocent – little <=3

If he stopped one second later, He would probably bump into the bike positions and fly into the school wall
"Hha!"Startled with the weakest voice he could and got off the bike quickly, gasping with wide eyes
'It was close! You fool!'
He scolded himself and put the bicycle into one of the empty stands, tying them with a red rope to the iron bow.
" New boy? "Hearing a giggle of girls standing at the front door, he looked down at the floor Covers his bright blue eyes with his hair, He quickly entered the large building, ignoring the many people who laughed at him inside his head.
'Loser'
There were not many students on the ground floor, only a few who rushed to take their gear from the green lockers that were on the sides of the wallsVictor didn't know which one of the lockers here was his, he didn't know where his class was, and he didn't even know what his *class number* was..
The ringing sounded, and the students rushed to their classrooms, leaving Victor alone in the desolate hallway.
He just stood there, trying to think where the 12th graders were, The first thought he thought of was either the first floor, or the last floor, as is usually the case,
But his feet remained stubbornly on the floor, Do not agree to take one step away
"" Skipping out of the classroom, young boy? " said A man with silver hair and blue glasses was standing in the doorway of the door With a sticker ; "teacher's room "
" … " Victor replied silently, his eyes still looking at the floor, He nodded no And he opened his mouth, wondering whether to say anything
" So what do you do outside the classroom a young boy? The lesson is about to begin. " The man said suspiciously
" I..I don't.. know what class I'm studying in.."He whispered and the man smiled understanding" "You're the new kid." He said, and Victor nodded yes
"Enter the teacher's room, your teacher is still inside."
Without thanking the man who went up the stairs,. Probably to teach his class, he opened the door and walked in shyly.
He gently cleared his throat "… Excuse me? " There were four teachers in the room, and one of them moved toward him "Who are you a young man?"He asked " Victor..Victor B-brinley.." He whispered
" What a nice coincidence, I'm your teacher, Mr. Jackson, You can come with me. "

" Good morning kids" Mr. Jackson Entered the classroom, Victor stands awkwardly behind him.
" The new student arrived today. " he said,Some of the girls' looks seemed excited, Some are just curious, and The boys looked bored.
" Introduce yourself Please."
Victor just stood there, standing bent, covering his eyes with his hair, He nodded no
" Huh " " Looks like a baby " " Shhh! Don't be so bad Jessica .. " There were whispers in the back of the classroom
" Ahem-ahem.. " Mr. Jackson turned the attention back to him And looked at Victor expectantly "…….Victor.." He whispered in a quiet voice that was hard to hear
"Well, sit in one of the empty chairs please." Said Mr. Jackson Victor went to the back of the classroom, sitting at a table with two empty chairs "Someone's already sitting here." Said a serious boy with glasses
"It's okay Ron, There are two chairs." Said Mr. Jackson and turned to the wall hanging panel.
"We will learn in literature lessons coming up how to analyze texts"
Victor pulled out of his bag from Notebook and Pencil Case, He wrote what Mr. Jackson wrote on the board, But his head was full of thoughts.
Anyone supposed to sit next to me? Why can't I sit alone? There are' many whispers .. Are they talking about me? Maybe Dad was right? do I look gay? '
He chewed his toe, Trying not to be too nervous .
little <=3 were painted on the table And he found himself drawing the shape on the table with the tip of his finger, Staring at daydreams.
pervert.'
The drawings are kind of cute.
'Stop smiling, people will look at you!