ALEX THE BOY
He was caught in the middle of puberty - several invisibly fair hairs under his nose and chin. His voice was breaking - shifting from it's high-pitched boyhood into a deeper man's voice. His top button was done up, his tie regulation length and his shirt uncreased. He was a model of perfection - he abided the rules fiercely and was reluctant to change. Alex was sat in his German class, a square room painted in greys and whites, with modern plastic furniture. The teacher was female, with...