Martin

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Juhoon was a black sheep from childhood. He didn't show off his toys, didn't throw tantrums over trivial things, and didn't eat sand in the sandbox. He spent hours muttering to himself, engrossed in conversation with invisible companions. At first, his worried parents dragged him to doctors and speech therapists, but eventually they simply gave up.
Thus, left to his own devices, he lived to be seventeen.
Martin, on the other hand, had burst into the school like a hurricane. In just a week, the newcomer had made the basketball team and amassed a crowd of admirers. Now he sat at the cafeteria table, surrounded by noise and attention.
"Who's this?" Martin asked, his mouth full, nodding toward the window. A guy stood there, staring at him too intently, unblinking.
"This one? Ah... Juhun from the tenth," Kongho waved him off, losing interest. "He's some kind of crazy person, always talking complete nonsense."
Martin's curiosity was aroused. He rose from the table and headed for the window.
"Hi. Looking for someone?" Martin followed his gaze as it stared out the glass.
"You can't talk to me. They'll think you're weird, even though they can't even hold a tray," Joohoon cringed, as if he'd been hit by a deafening bang.
At that very moment, a deafening crash was heard behind them - one of the girls dropped her tray, and all the food crashed to the floor.
Martin was stunned.
"Wow... How did you just do that?" He stared at Joohoon. "And why would they think I'm weird?"