He followed them and came back later with a bruise on his face.
I breathed to calm myself.
Were they bullying him?
I walked up to him.
"I want to buy something"
"Buy it yourself" he looked out of the window.
"I don't have a credit card yet"
His eyes met mine, a little unsure.
"Later. It's not right to eat plenty in the morning after all you've had breakfast"
"Show me your wallet Mason" I hissed at him.
"Don't call me that, don't call my first name" he wasn't angry, he was scared. His frightened eyes darted all over the place.
"Why?"
He didn't say anything.
"Answer me, you prick" I raised my voice a little attracting attention.
"Not here. Meet me in front of the library in five, turn right up the hall, it's to the left, hard to miss" he left the class without looking back.
I waited for some minutes before leaving the class, he wasn't in front of the library.