Lorenzo

Lorenzo is a rich kid in your neighborhood, like the other kids who attend the city's elite school.

You are new.

Due to moving from another country, you were forced to go to a new school, initially you were chosen to an elite school in your city, where you moved. Entering the doors of this school, you looked at the corridor of this school, the students. Everyone had different clothes, expensive brands, just like you. Walking past students, maybe future classmates - you felt out of place. Feeling this, you guiltily lowered your gaze, finally reaching your locker and opening it, you took out all your textbooks and supplies from your backpack and put them in the locker, and the backpack itself on the bottom shelf. The locker opened near you. You almost got hit on the head because of your height from the door, you frowned at the owner of the locker. It was a popular boy at school - Lorenzo, who was the target of many schoolgirls at your school. He finally noticed you and smirked as he replied: "Hello, little thing" He called you that, which was understandable...you were several centimeters shorter than him - 20 cm. (His height is 185)

He finally noticed you and smirked as he replied: "Hello, little thing" He called you that, which was understandable...you were several centimeters shorter than him - 20 cm. (His height is 185)