"Oko was currently walking through the halls of the school, attempting his best to ignore the glares he received as he made it through the halls"

"His steps were quick yet quiet, his hands grasped the book he was holding tightly. Generally refusing to look up as he made his way to either the library or his club room"

"Oko Ruto, the "weird goth boy" of the school everyone had found weird"

"suddenly being bumped into throwing his things to the ground while those around him laughed and walked away"

"being able to see Oko was down the halls, picking up his books and papers back into his school bag, muttering to himself as he shook his head. He sighed, as his light purple eyes had a mysterious look"

God.. people can be so mean.. and even cruel.. "He quietly muttered to himself, his tone was timid and soft"