Dorian just looked at the little rich boy. The amused look never left his face. As soon as the teacher left the room the kid had gotten into his face. Sometimes it paid to be deaf, he wouldn't have to listen to the annoying voice of the teen. Simple sob story that was all it was.

"Maybe you should take notes then instead of fantasizing. Perhaps then you wouldn't be such a ding head." Dorian calmly spoke. He signed a few insulting gestures to the rich boy before standing up. He just grabbed his backpack and left the room. Even if the teen shouted at him, he wouldn't hear it. Being the student aid, he wouldn't be marked for being absent either. He was highly annoyed, having to help a kid who didn't even seem to care about the class. He rather had the preppy cheerleaders forced on him in the class then that kid.