The first day of school was always a great bore to Ghirahim, which was for certain. Nothing really caught his interest, and he had taken his usual spot at the back of the class, tuning most of the things around him out. He hid behind his hair as usual, watching as the other kids filtered in, and two new faces he hadn't seen before joined the group. One of them was average looking, but the other… He looked quite attractive in his own right, a very adorable visage and all. The two spoke with another boy- Fledge, was it? - and the boy in the green shirt turned, his eyes locking onto Ghirahim.

He caught some of the conversation that the other boy and Fledge were talking about. The new kid was inquiring about some of the teachers, but what the boy in green had voiced definitely attracted his interest.

"Who's that guy over there?" Ghirahim smirked at the question, his hoodie making him feel a little more secure in the area, even though he projected quite the confident person, he wasn't all that confident really.

There was a description of what Ghirahim was before the bell rang, and the kids filtered out to go to their next class, and Ghirahim got to his feet fluidly, chasing down that boy, and placing a hand on his shoulder and giving a gentle tug to get him to turn to face him.

"Fresh fish." He grinned, smoothly murmuring to him, laughing internally at the boy. He forced him against the wall a bit and leaned over to whisper in the boy's ear. "Learn your place, and your experience in this school could be a good one."

The boy nodded and Ghirahim pulled back, grinning. "Draw too much attention to yourself, and I'll have to take charge…"

"I-I won't draw attention…" The boy's blue eyes were wide with terror and it was absolutely wonderful, but some part at the back of his mind cried out at him. Everything that his dad did… he did to others… he had to stop, but it was just too fun…

"So scared…" Ghirahim mused to himself, grinning again, letting go and turning. "So delightful!"

And with that, he left the room.