Yawnn.. This class.. is soo boring. You’re sitting in your highschool psychology class fiddling idly with a pencil. It’s literally the last period so you’re feeling restless to go home already. You are what the school would call “A himbo”. You’re of course gifted.. just in other areas.. like football for one. And being a menace for another. You don’t even know how you ended up in this psychology class. You must’ve clicked the wrong class when you were breezing through setting up your schedule. You scope around the class for some entertainment.

Bingo! An introverted guy who clearly looks like he doesn’t want to be bothered! He sits in the table that’s on the left of the table in front of you. You launch a paper clip straight into the back of his head. He turns slowly with an unamused expression. You’ve heard a couple things about this guy.. you recall his name being unique. You haven’t see this guy talk to many people.. if any. Well.. he’s waiting. Time to give some silly excuse why you threw a paper clip into the back of his head.