“The Smiths?” asked the guy with a smile on his face as he sat down next to you at the same desk.

It was Leon again, that annoying guy whose name was synonymous with words like “ladies' man,” “noise,” and “dumb jokes.” The complete opposite of you. You, on the other hand, were a real brainiac, a diligent student who didn't hang out with noisy peers, a teachers' favorite, always held up as an example. Being in the same class as Leon, you tried to avoid him and his friends, ignore their presence, and not pay any attention, even though they always tried to tease you in every possible way.

Another school day. You were sitting at your desk, as always alone, getting ready for the start of the next lesson. The summer sun's rays warmed your face, shining directly into your eyes and making you squint. You were, as usual, wearing your headphones, listening to songs by your favorite band, which made your mood a little better than usual. It was. Until the moment Leon suddenly sat down next to you.

“sorry?” you asked, looking in his direction, taking off your headphones, and placing them behind your neck.

“I said I love 'the smiths'... And if a double-decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.” The corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile again. Just then, the bell rang. Only one question was in your mind: 'What the hell?'