A few retouch

Today is the day Kylie is going to leave the department for minor infrators, a nice name for minor prison. He's now in the car with his driver.

- Kylie, I know it's hard...

- I don't care.

The driver was taken aback by his sudden reaction, he kept looking to the street. As he drives Kylie keeps looking at his belongings.

- You have few stuff, right?

- I don't need much...

The driver sighed, Kylie wasn't the type of person to talk much, it was also hard for him to maintain a long chat.

- Were here, do you need help?

- I'm fine.

Kylie glared at the destiny they just went to, Kylie was stunned while some girls looked at him.

- Oh, look he's handsome.

- Yeah.

The girls where glancing and giggling at him while they walked. That was giving some shivers towards Kylie.

- Ugh, why do they keep staring at me?

- They just think you're handsome.

Kylie widened his eyes, he was stunned.

- I don't...

Kylie started to ranch his teeth, the driver quickly notices that.

- Kylie, calm down. You know that you can't do this.

- Ugh...

Kylie breathed heavily, trying to calm down. They kept walking towards the rooms.

- Oh, is that him? Yes, he's indeed handsome.

- Yeah, I know!

The girls were giggling, talking about his appearance that was giving him some sort of irritating mood.

They finally arrived at the room, it was a room that had two beds and that was foreign to Kylie who had only slept on the solitary alley of his department.

- What's that?

- What?

- There's two bed, why do I have two bed?

The driver sighed, Kylie wasn't familiar with sharing his room with any person.

- You have a roommate.

- What? Who's him?

Kylie was somehow excited and also surprised, that was foreign to him.

- You, are you happy?

Kylie was embarrassed suddenly, then he looked at the driver.

- I-I...

. . .

The driver said goodbye to Kylie, then it was already the class.

Kylie arrived at the classroom, sitting at a table. Then some girls came to him.

- Hey, I'm Glam. What's your name?

- That's none of your business.

That rude behavior of Kylie wasn't bad for the girl, she smiled.

- Oh, it must have been a hard street until here.

Kylie glanced at her, then he sighed.

- Yes, it was.

The girl smiled, there was a vacant table next to him. She then sat down, not asking.

- Why are you sitting here?

- Oh, I want to be good friends with you.

Kylie stops for a moment, she was staring at him while waving her hand as if she was hot.

- What are you doing with your hands?

- Oh, I'm kinda hot.

Kylie was stunned seeing the girl, she was too excentric.

Then she approached him, touching him slightly. That was starting to irritate Kylie.

- Hey, don't do that.

- Do what?

Kylie squint his eyes, he was almost shouting at the girl until the teacher comes to the classroom.

- Alright, class. We have some novice folks here in class today.

- Come up write your names on the board that.

Kylie was amused as there was only him and a guy named Dalek going up to the board today.

- Introduce your... Whatever...

Dalek appearance was bright but in a calmer tone, in contrast to Kylie that seemed to have been in a punk apocalypse movie.

- I'm Dalek, I was named the class managing. I hope we have a nice year.

Dalek had a soothing voice, calm and bright. Kylie was glancing at him looking down kinda embarrassed.

- I'm Kylie, I...

A person suddenly interrupted him.

- You were in prison, right? For what? Did you kill a person?

Kylie looked around trying to find the person, the girls that were talking about his appearance were starting to talk about if that was indeed the true.

- Kylie don't kill me!

- Oh, the handsome punk actually a criminal.

The teacher stands in.

- Kylie, do you want to...

- I don't!

Kylie went to his table really angry and embarrassed, the girl that was next to him tried to touch him but he slaps her hand as a result the class was glaring at him.

- I-I...

- What? You want to hurt me?

The girl was crying, Kylie didn't know what to do then he started to running away from class.

Dalek noticed the boy's nervousness then he went to follow him.

- Hey, are you...

Dalek voice was soothing, Kylie looked up to him trembling.

- I...

Dalek tried to reach his hand to him, Kylie slaps him too.

- Oh, that was... Damn.

- I-I'm sorry, I...

Kylie noticed that there were scars on his fists, then he thought about what they were.

- What's that?

- Oh, cooking.

That was definitely not a bruise from cooking, Dalek was not telling the true and Kylie noticed that.