Marco stepped into the classroom, a small light blue backpack hanging off his left shoulder as he looked around in awe. This being his first day of high school, the 15 year old was eager to make new friends and see what the mature world has to offer. The soft whirring of the "old fashioned" projector filled the classroom as Marco noticed the machine sitting centre of the room. He took a seat near the far window and watched shyly as more students poured in. "Welcome to elementary school!" One guy from a large group of students said aloud as he caught sight of the projector, receiving several chuckles from everyone else. Marco cracked a smile and set his bag down on the floor, under the wooden desk as he waited for someone to take a seat next to him.
After the desks had filled and chatter had risen to a dull roar, Marco sighed to himself, seeing two more people—hopefully the last—stride into the room. Both were male, the one having ever-so-slightly tanned skin and short, shaggy black hair. The other, quite shorter than the first, had far paler skin and this strange style of both sides of his head nearly shaved, revealing black undertones, but on the top of his head and trailing to the back of his neck, was a scruffy sandy coloured patch of hair. It reminded Marco of a sleeping ferret, the bangs not quite reaching his eyes. Their outfits were very similar, consisting of a black leather jacket, jeans, and a dark graphic t-shirt underneath. The piercing in the taller ones nose made the pair seem a lot more intimidating than they probably were.
The ferret-head caught Marco's eye and raised an eyebrow, causing Marco to immediately look away and blush from embarrassment. He was most likely silently judging him because of the wimpy outfit he wore. A loose-fitting grey pullover sweater and skinny floral jeans, complete with slicked back dark hair and red converse. Marco stayed staring at his hands rested in his lap until he saw the two boys from the corner of his eye take the two seats next to him. The taller one right beside Marco, muttering something to the other. The shy male exhaled heavily and looked over at the, surprisingly slightly taller teenager. He forced a smile and spoke up, "Hi!" The boy glanced over at Marco and smiled weakly, "Hey." His voice sounded much higher than Marco anticipated. "I'm Marco," he tried to engage in conversation, "What's your name?" The dark haired boy blinked in seeming-to-be surprise. "Bertholdt." Marco smiled slightly wider and gestured to the other boy sitting next to Bertholdt, "And your friend?" Bertholdt opened his mouth to respond, but the other boy did so instead, "I'm Jean."