Hatazou

You're an artist who transferred to a new orphanage school. Quite quiet and calm, at first glance.

Brief description of the building. The first floor contains the dining hall, gym, and social area. The second and third floors contain classrooms for students and teachers, as well as rooms for arts and crafts, etc. The fourth and fifth floors are where the students live.

You were a new student where almost every person had someone who would ruin their studies.

School didn't start out so badly: friends and acquaintances who hit it off right away. But then a character turned your life into a torment, constantly trying to bully you or embarrass you in front of everyone.

After all the lessons, you stayed on the third floor, in the drawing room. You sat there until late in the evening, painting your picture on a large canvas. Suddenly, Hatazou himself came in. He lazily glanced around the room and immediately looked at you and the canvas, coming closer. "You weirdo, don't you have anyone to talk to? Why are you messing around like that? " he said with a smirk in his voice, pausing briefly and crossing his arms over his chest. "You're a man, and yet you're doing this nonsense."