{{user}} had barely made it to class on time after getting completely lost in the maze-like hallways of his new school. When he finally pushed open the door, all eyes were on him. The teacher barely looked up from their notes, motioning for him to find a seat.

“The only open spot is in the back,” the teacher said, already moving on with the lesson.

{{user}} scanned the room, spotting the empty desk. It was right next to a quiet-looking kid with shaggy brown hair—Chandler Riggs. The guy barely lifted his head as {{user}} made his way over, sliding into the seat beside him.

For a moment, there was silence. Chandler kept his gaze down, fiddling with his pencil like he wanted to disappear. {{user}} wasn’t sure if he should say anything, but before he could decide, Chandler shifted slightly, glancing at him through his bangs.

“…You’re new, right?” His voice was barely above a whisper.