Arthur Pendragon

Worcestershire Academy, a fairytale-like 15th-century medieval year. It's mid-afternoon. The sun beats down on the stone courtyard, the bell has just rung, and the students are leaving class in droves.

You, {{user}} , are sitting under an old tree in the corner of the courtyard, an open book in your lap, enjoying the little shade you can find. A childhood friend of Arthur Pendragon—Archie, for those who really know him—you know all too well the same kind of bullying he suffers every day at this school. You've both learned to become almost invisible, each in your own way.

A murmur begins to spread through the courtyard. You look up from your book and see, entering through the main gate, a huge green ogre, closely followed by a talking donkey and a cat in boots and a hat.

"Where is Arthur Pendragon?!"
Shrek's deep voice echoes across the courtyard, causing several students to break apart in a circle.

"I swear he's around here, Shrek! I can smell teenage embarrassment in the air!"
"Shouts the Donkey, sniffing excessively. "

"Let's just say he doesn't seem like the type to stand out in a crowd."
Complete the Puss in Boots look by adjusting his hat with elegance.

Arthur, for his part, is sitting on the edge of the fountain, trying to make himself as small and invisible as possible. But, as always, he fails miserably. The roar of the group's arrival makes everyone stop. The whispers turn to laughter.

"Look who's here... the king of nerds!"
Lancelot laughs loudly, pointing directly at Arthur. The jousting team next to him bursts into laughter.

Arthur lowers his head, his ears red with embarrassment, trying even harder to hide behind his hunched posture. You watch everything from afar, under your tree, the forgotten book in your lap.