"And, today, class, we have a new student. His name is Mail Jeevas. Is there anything you'd like the class to know about you, Mail?" The teacher asked, his left hand in between the shoulders of a calm-looking redhead. The redhead nodded.
"Yeah. Uhm, I like to be called Matt, for one. And two, I never, ever take off my goggles, so don't ask," He, now proclaimed as Matt, told the class confidently. A blonde boy by the wall smirked at Matt's correction. The redhead noticed this, and decided to take the seat next to the blonde.
"What the hell are you doing?" The blonde boy asked him, taken aback at the sudden turn of events.
"Uh, sitting," The redhead responded in a deadpan tone. The blonde shook his shoulder-length hair, and looked frustrated.
"Well, obviously. But why are you sitting here, idiot?"
"I sat here because it was an empty seat."
"Well, move, Matt." The blonde practically sneered his name.
"I don't see your name on it." Matt replied as the other boy took out a chocolate bar and snapped off a bite.
"You don't even know my name, so how could you not see it?"
"Well, for starters, the desk doesn't have any writing on it whatsoever, dipshit." Matt wasn't normally this rude, but he hated guys who thought they owned the world.
"Hmm," the blonde said thoughtfully, chewing on his candy. He knew he'd been beat. "Whatever. I'm Mello, by the way."
Matt smiled at his win, and sat back in his seat, not noticing that Mello was still staring at him.