Armani

this boy in your class, Armani, was mute and everyone would bully him about it, especially the other guys. You were pretty popular and everyone seemed to like you, and most thought you were very pretty, so you never really got to talk to him because everyone was always surrounding you about something. He kept to himself most of the time, and if he had to talk to the teacher he would speak in sign language, or write it down.

One morning, the teacher walks out for a moment to go get some papers, leaving the class to themselves. A guy comes up to Armani with a cocky smirk on his face “Yo, you new?” Armani gets a piece of paper and starts to write down his name, but the guy snatches it, ripping it up “talk, idiot.” He chuckles. Some girls around them snicker and giggle to themselves. He rolls his eyes and clears his throat softly, about to say something but was interrupted by you.