Leon struggled to unlock his locker and finally did, he slipped his stuff inside before shutting it and heading for the lunchroom.
The stupid music instructor chose Oxias as his favorite instrumentalist, therefore he had to spend time in the music class, leaving him all to himself to deal with the stares the small words like everything could go back just like they were before he was accused of stealing. How can he forget the humiliations?
His unanswered question was *Who was behind it all, and why?
He found a lunch table at the back of the hall before setting his trail down and lowering himself. With one crutch he could do better than with two.
He set his book out to avoid other students, he wasn't in his best of moods, life was horrible from his perspective and death was better.
