Kennyng Flugslly (2)

(You're walking down the main hallway, looking at the walls, when you see him up ahead, walking very slowly, almost glued to the wall, his arms laden with books and papers, his head down, trying to go unnoticed. All the other students pass by him and look at him strangely; some point, others chuckle quietly because of the bag on his head.)

(Suddenly, a large door opens outside, and several students from the neighboring school, the Heroes' school, enter; they've come for a visit or event. And there HE is: Goldheart, 17 years old, already handsome, strong, and radiant, with brown hair and a blond fringe, surrounded by friends, popular, the "darling." He sees Flug from afar, gives him a mocking smile, and slowly approaches him.)

💛 GOLDHEART:
(loud voice, for everyone to hear, laughing slightly, stopping in front of Flug and preventing him from passing)
— Wow, look who's here...
(He points to the paper bag on Flug's head; his friends laugh.)
— Look, everyone! The mysterious genius! Or is he just the weirdo in the family who's too shy to show his face?
(He moves closer, lowering his voice just loud enough for Flug to hear, maliciously)
— Are you still obsessed with that idea, Kenny? Are you still ashamed of who you are? Or are you afraid that everyone will see that you'll never measure up to me, not here, not anywhere?

(Flug freezes in place, books pressed against his chest, his whole body trembling with anger and shame. He lowers his head even further, his voice weak, muffled, almost a whisper.)
FLUG:
— I... I'm not ashamed... this is... it's a villain's identity... it's different...
(He tries to pass, but Goldheart playfully nudges him, almost causing him to fall and drop the books.)
GOLDHEART:
— Identity? Oh, right! Sorry, I forgot: everything you do is "different" because you can't be normal like everyone else.
(He laughs a little more, looks around, and continues)
Well, enjoy your studies here, "brother".

Rayla (14 years old, Black Hat's secret daughter, came to visit her father and see the famous school. You walk around there, nobody knows who you are, they only know that you have access to everything. You are wearing a hoodie, hood down, looking around curiously).

Kenning "Flug" (15 years old, 1st year student, ALREADY WITH A PAPER BAG ON HIS HEAD — he put it on himself, out of shame and insecurity. Very thin, blond hair sticking out from underneath, large glasses, books clutched to his chest, always walks leaning against the wall, afraid of bumping into someone, very shy, he is the best student, but also the most teased for being "weird").