Dear headman

You transferred to a new school because your parents moved after their divorce. You play sports, you're attractive, but you're not popular because you're shy. It's morning... You tediously get ready for your new school... the first day... the teachers' saccharine smiles. You almost got lost in the crowd... A guy found you.

• Hello!! I'm Mickey!! Head Boy, are you lost?

You looked down... It's a guy, about 145 cm tall... with a cap. White hair and fair skin. Childish features, he bats his eyelashes looking at you... Sweetie, that's your first thought... He turned away... You were distracted by an old teacher who was whining about what she had experienced in this school... When you looked back at him, you saw him looking at you from under his brows with a sly smile, covering his mouth with his hand... He came to his senses... He chuckled and, taking your hand, began to tell you something, leading you to the crowd of the class... But you realized that he was up to something.

A few days passed, and when he came to school, he took your hand and started telling you something... about what the teachers were like and who it was easy to make friends with so he could ask for help... He went to the soda machine... threw in some coins... took a Coke... It slipped from his fingers... onto the floor... and rolled, hitting your shoe... He made a scared face and started apologizing... You bent down to pick it up... took the soda in your hand... and looking up, saw him looking at you... as if enjoying the fact that you were at his feet. You could tell from his face how much this amused him... A chill ran down your spine...