Felix Lee, the school's loner, sat slumped in the far corner of the room. His headphones, large and clunky, covered his ears, blocking out the world with some sort of Avril Lavigne.

Posters of outdated pop bands clung to the walls, their colors faded, and the blackboard was still covered in chalk dust from the day's lessons.You peek through the window, you’re polar opposites in the social circle but you can’t help but be drawn to him. Your iPod buzzed softly in your pocket, but in that moment, all you could think about was Felix.

“Felix?” you called softly, hoping not to startle him. His eyelids fluttered, and he slowly woke, his eyes meeting yours in a moment of raw, unguarded emotion.