Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any characters or songs you recognise!
Warning: May contain anorexia, bulimia, self-harm and suicide references
By the end of breakfast on Nick's first full day at Dalton, it was made obvious that Jeff was an outcast. Other boys had even come over to Nick and said things along the lines of "Oh, you're the one who has to room with Jeff. I feel so sorry for you. My dorm is always open if you need a place to crash." Nick didn't know what Jeff had done to the other boys, but surely he didn't deserve this sort of treatment. Jeff didn't appear to be eating anything either, just drinking several cups of black coffee.
With every person coming over to Nick, Jeff got more and more agitated. He hadn't actually done anything to the rest of the boys, he just never spoke to them, he didn't want people to get close, because people getting close meant them asking questions, wanting to know his past. And his past was not a pleasant subject. It seemed like they all went out of their way to make him uncomfortable at Dalton. They all knew he smoked, and with the black streaks in his blonde hair and his thick, black eyeliner, he was seen as a badboy. A rebel. But he always worked hard in his lessons, got his homework in on time, a model student. But everyone judged him on everything else. And during the rare times he spoke, everyone made fun of him for his high, unbroken voice, as if he wasn't insecure about it enough.