Highschool was still boring. No real friends and just studying to get good grades. You've never interacted with your new classmates to be honest.

This morning, you got a notification from your classmate, Scaramouche. He wasn't sociable either but he sure was loud as hell when mad, which he was all the time.

"Morning, it's Scara, the guy next to the window in class?"

"I saw the songs you wrote you like in that one class activity thing- good taste."

"Want to go check out some albums at that vinyl shop?"

You almost forget he existed because of how silent he usually was but he got your phone number to text you? That was a first.