Ben, Fred and Patrick wearing a blithe look sauntered through the busily filled hallway with students hurrying down the canteen in pairs and groups for their lunch. Their expressions closed up, cold and impassive, everyone who saw them approaching, crawled aside to make way for them. They dare not pass close by to them if they want to have their lunch in peace.

"Hey", Patrick spoke up with a nudge on Ben's shoulder. "what do you think about that newbie in our class–"

"Yeah, do ...