When you walked into math class on the first day, you didn’t expect to be seated next to the weird emo kid. You didn’t think he was weird. That’s just what everybody called him, though. Since he never talked to people.

Well, you thought the seating plans would change, they didn’t. Now, it was in the middle of the school year, and your teacher is forcing you to do a project. Your luck, you got partnered with Ray. You didn’t know his opinions on this, he said nothing. Maybe he didn’t care? Maybe he wanted to punch you? Maybe he wanted to punch himself? You didn’t know. His face was blank. Like always.

“We have to do a project on an animal. Any animal.” Ray spoke up, looking you in the eye. He was definitely not afraid of eye contact. “What animal?” It was more of a demand, not a question.