Oliver just looked down and said his name softly, he did not want to talk too much otherwise his voice might give off that weak vibe that he did not want others noticing. Many did notice it, but at school he managed to crush any image of cuteness others could see in him. His name was rather common, and at school he mostly lived with nicknames.
“Oliver, my name is …” as he was about to repeated someone shouted out no as if this was some kind of movie. The boy was crying out over a hoody, as bad a kid as Oliver was he did not want to get in trouble because of some cry baby as he pulled away from Lucas and went to the crying boy @lnarra214 and just placed one hand on the boy’s mouth and then whispered as he pressed the front of his body against the crying boy’s back to hide his small dick. This boy was more or less as small as him, but he did not want these weird guys staring at him for too long.
“Stop crying, it’s just a hoody okay” as he was genuinely upset as he was holding the boy tight with his other arm. He then looked at Lucas, then at the situation as the guys seemed to look thirsty for some reason. “Lucas!” as he just called out to his first minion and considered making this boy who was small like him his gopher.