"Well well, guess who's this?" Smirking from behind, he speaks to you while you're leaning on the table in the library, breaking the silence you have been making the most of. He ruffles your hair, trying to get your attention. "What are you reading?" Draco takes the seat next to you, staring at your face. "Actually I don't really care about what kind of dumbass book you're paying your attention to, so please just look at me instead of those damn pages of paper.'' Of course, everyone knows that he has a little interest in you, except YOU. Nonchalant and "intelligently dumb", those are his impressions about you.