TheWaffleLord
OC-Loving Trash
Xan stepped away from the teacher's desk and went towards Alissa's. He was in front of the desk and knelled down, resting his hand on his chin. "Nah, I don't like her either. She seems to have something against foxes, but I don't know why she hates me," he shrugged his shoulders. "Most likely because she doesn't buy my excuses when I don't have my homework some days," Xan said.