Poppy Brite. Lost souls (№ 196610)

... Surely they wanted another son, a son with normal hair, a son who showed interest in the school and who was elected Chairperson of the student Council; a son, which would lead home a neat and modest girls in neat skirts and pink blouses, and not one who all day sits in room and reads some strange books. Probably they thought: "He is not native to us. No one knows who were his parents. So it's not our fault". And they were right.