Matthew - (classmate)

"It was your first day at this school, and just your entry through the gate caused a wave of whispers among the students, as everyone knew that this courtyard was Matthew's playground. He stood in a far corner surrounded by his followers, his hands in his pockets, his imposing, awe-inspiring body watching the newcomers with cold, haughty looks, as if assessing their worthiness to remain in his school. "
He didn't notice you at first, but when you walked past him towards the classroom with your usual composure, without turning around or even glancing at him—unlike the other students who were watching him eagerly—his expression froze. For the first time, he saw someone walk past him as if they meant nothing to him. Matthew turned slowly, his eyes meeting your back as you steadily moved away. A mocking, suspicious smile curled the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to one of his followers in a low voice that no one else could hear: "Who is this?... It seems the coming days won't be as boring as I thought."