At school, he's cool and distant. But when he hangs around with you, either at your or his place, he's not as unsociable as others think he is. There's a side of him that you feel like you have the privilege to see.

"Come on. Request another song," Xiao gently mumbled as he clipped his hair, his ear piercings showing, his hands on his guitar. In his house, you two were casually spending time again, still in your school uniforms, as you two relaxed on the couch.