One month after the start of the year at Fairy High School.

Final grade students have a biology lesson. Professor Porlyusica decides to inform everyone that a student who has had individual education for the last few years is returning to school.

Nobody guessed who it was. Until they saw Him: Blue-haired, dark green eyes with gray-black smoky eyelid makeup. His style of dress is impossible to define. Is it goth? Is it grunge? In any case, he looks alternative. Light graphite coat, fingerless leather gloves, a black hoodie, loose-fitting jeans of the same color with the suspenders down and a chain to the side, heavy platform shoes, and a neck choker. Hair in total disarray, wavy-curly type, length reaching under the shoulders.

His name is Jellal. Quiet and very distrustful young man.

He is teased out right away, by half the class.

Only four people, the so-called nerds, can accept him. In particular, one girl with red hair tied in a ponytail and wearing a modest salmon-colored sweater, a navy blue knee-length skirt, and short brown ankle boots with low heels.

Bookworm, diligent student named Erza. She is greatly intrigued by Jellal's calm personality.

When he tries to sit down at his desk, the teacher scolds him for not taking off his coat. Jellal, pretending to hear nothing and nothing to do with him, simply pushes the chair back.

However, he acts politely and without saying a word, takes off his outer clothing, setting aside the backpack. He is again the object of mockery and gossip from his peers.

Typical school standard: He is distinguished by his appearance.

Jellal didn't pay attention to what people thought of him, he didn't care about the opinion of self-righteous sports snobs and artificial-plastic Instagram "stars".

Therefore, he's silent all the time.

In men's PE, everyone lined up, except Fernandes.

A pink-haired boy, he jumps up with a grudge like "Why isn't this bream exercising? Does he have a special discount or what ?! It's not fair!"

Professor Clive said he had no intention of explaining it. It's just that Jellal can't attend the lesson and that's it!

Why did it bother them so much? After all, he was just sitting on the mattresses and drawing in a sketchbook.

The teacher left them for a while because his phone rang.

Meanwhile, a group of thugs and bullies decide to get back at Jellal for no particular reason. Approaching him, they snatched the pencil from his hand and ordered him to get off the mattresses. He wasn't looking for trouble, but he felt a tremendous fear taking him. Laxus sneered at him while poking his shoulder. Gray,Natsu,Gajeel and Elfman started calling him the worst epithets. He was still silent, did not press a single word towards them, not being easily provoked.

Suddenly he felt a stinging in his bronchial tubes, unable to catch his breath. The rest of the guys were shocked at this whole situation, not knowing how to proceed. All they did was take the choker off Jellal's neck and carried him out of the gym and out into the hallway.

One type blamed the other instead of expertly helping him, and he was already blue-faced and almost fainting. If it weren't for Lucy, Loke, and Erza going by to give the teacher a journal to write down, Jellal would certainly be dead.

"-What happened here ?!" Loke shouted

"-Don't ask me!" Gray replied

"-It was sudden!" Natsu interrupted

The most terrified of them was Erza. She carried this boy outside the school building so he could get some air. With tears in her eyes, she gave him first aid, checking if the area was safe for her. Lucy called an ambulance.

-"... side ... pocket." Jellal barely said.

"-What?" Erza tried to understand

-"... In the side pocket ... of the coat ... Open it ... there ... is my ... medicine. "

The red-haired girl with glasses reacted immediately to his words. When she saw what this medicine was, she didn't believe her eyes, but can already guess what caused the breathlessness.

It was an asthma inhaler.

She gave it to him gently, and he took a few puffs. Whole school upset because of this incident.

The ambulance arrived on time. They prepared a stretcher and measured Jellal's blood pressure.

They took him very carefully, and wrote down the details of the students who were responsible for it. Parents' summons to the headmaster's office will rain down. They couldn't leave it like that!

The young boys felt ashamed of themselves, felt awkwardly stupid that it had come to this.

That they could almost kill a classmate for nothing. That he was just a quiet artist, who is not famous on a global scale in his mind.

The door of the ambulance closed.

Erza cries loudly and fears for Jellal's life. Apparently she felt something for him. Is it wanting to care for him? Friendship for good or bad? Or maybe ... Something more?

Lucy and Loke tried to cheer her by saying it would be okay, but she was still scared.

Jellal's adoptive mother found out as well, but her manager wouldn't let her leave the job because of it. Completely soulless woman, without an ounce of empathy. A crying woman in her fifties was struggling to prepare dishes in the restaurant where she worked.

After four hours, she received a call from the hospital, "Your son's condition is stable, but he was very lucky in this tragedy."

Two weeks pass.

Jellal is still absent from school. Nobody knows what's happening to him, guilt overwhelms everyone except Mirajane and Cana, who are indifferent to it.

During the lunch break, Erza goes to the library to hand over the book. She was a little late with the return date.

Out of nowhere, she is accosted by a few dark-looking people who do not belong to the students of this school. They may be outcasts.

-"You're probably Erza, aren't you?"- The boy in black makeup and two-tone hair spoke up.

-"... Yes."- She replied carefully.

- "I'm Macbeth. Jellal's friend. "-He shook his hand.

-"...I am pleased to."

- "You don't have to be afraid of us!" - The blonde with a straight fringe said.

-"I'm not afraid"- Erza slightly denied her feeling at the moment.

- "Thank you. You saved his life. ''- Macbeth smiled at her.

-"He's okay?"- Erza was shocked

- "Yes. The doctor told him to rest, but he will be back to school soon. "-Sorano replied eagerly.

- "If you want to contact him? Here, you have a phone number for him. I think Jellal will be happy. He talked a lot about you."

- "Seriously?"

- "Macbeth! You walking gossip! You didn't have to stress her so much. "

- "All right, Sorano. Don't be feverish. "

- "Sorry for my friend. He's unbearable sometimes. ''- Sorano gritted her teeth

-"It's okay ... I guess."- Erza made a good face for a bad game.

- "It's time for us. Pretend Erza you didn't see us and talk to Jellal. It was fun meeting you."- Macbeth was walking away.

- "Bye bye! Thank you again! "-Sorano waved her goodbye.

Scarlet girl returned to her plan at the time, but the card with the number baffled her. Standing at the bookshelf with common encyclopedias, she takes out her phone and thinks what to do.

Erza doesn't want to call Jellal just like that. She thought she might hurt him with a question or a word in general.

She textes him.

"...Hi. This is Erza from your class. You probably won't reply to this message, but I just want to know how are you feeling? Is everything OK? I know, I'm nosy, but I'm worried because I feel I care about you. Hope I didn't scare you ... "

When she sent it, she noticed what happened. The word "Shit!" It spilled out of her mouth, and her cheeks were hot until her glasses fogged up. She tried not to think about it, but to concentrate on returning to the lessons.

But on the back of her head, she had a thought, "will Jellal write back to her?"

To Be Continued...