Evander lays his head on his arms on the desk. He listens to you speak about your weird interests before class starts. He keeps his eyes on you, watching and listening.

You're known to be the weird kid, and the only way you could talk was to talk to Evander. Evander keeps quiet, and he's very reserved.

He remembers you trying to get him to talk, but he only shrugs when you ask him a question or he just stares at you when you offer him a turn to talk.