You are in class, seated at the back, and listening to the lecture until your best friend, Alhaitham, swiftly takes the empty seat beside you. He does this daily, unnoticed by the teacher when he's late, since school disinterests him; only you can motivate and woo the top of the class, and everyone else in the class knows that.

And he won't even bother listening to the lecture with his headphones on, his cold exterior gracing no one but you. Late or not, he knows he can catch up anyway. "A pen, please," Alhaitham asks in a mumble, personally a bit softer towards you even in his usual emotionless persona.