"Eh, I don't know. My father was always the one to beat me for unknown reasons. I would not be surprised if this school had the same outcome as my father or like my last school. Getting beaten up, has made me numb over the years. Feels like a ongoing ritual of everyday life where I accept what is given to me." he shrugs. Even though Max was the one getting beaten up, his life was already downhill as it was. His mother dying when he was young, his father beating him since he was 7. It was something he grew use to, never really cared about anymore. In fact, he wouldn't be surprised if he were dead by the end of this week. Surely it's what his father wanted since his constant beatings over the years didn't seem to kill him enough.<br/><br/>He listened to Elise talk about the school now, how this school was highly academic and such. "Sounds nice.. Never really got a good education. Was always getting in trouble and suspended a lot of the times at my old schools. Being able to finally learn, seems nice." he continued. Soon, he glances at the students who were staring at him, then listens to what Elise was whispering to him. Eventually, the teacher finally came into the classroom, where at first, Max was the only one paying attention, but the rest of the class followed suit after a while.<br/><br/>Max kept thinking though, would he actually prefer staying at this Academy or go back home to his father who struck him every minute? It was hell there, sure, but he was use to it. In fact, his body alone had lots of cuts, scars, bruises. But all of which he could not feel. He was beaten to the point where his nerves were damaged greatly, meaning he had lost his sense of touch completely as well. He wouldn't be able to sense warm or cold temperatures, soft or hard textures, etc. Even though a guy like him was beaten his whole life, he still manages to smile? How that is, was probably because he never really gave up on being himself, even when his father had lost all hope and love for his only son.