One hand stretched out in front of Amy.
At that time, he was pushed to the ground by a group of 'bad boys'. The 'bad boys' sang annoying songs and went back to the classroom, while he was lying on the ground calmly, just like before.
Then, he heard the voice.
"Hey, come on, let's play together..."
That hand, and its owner.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" The boy with cat ears asked, not knowing whether it was to the boy in front of him or to the unfindable joy and sorrow in life.