Emiliano Ruiz—or more better known as Emil—currently sits beside you in Language Arts, just as he has for the majority of the year. You two have hardly spoken, but he’s hooked.

He looks at his phone, which he currently conceals underneath his desk, not really paying attention to the lecture. He opens up Snapchat, his brown eyes flickering toward you. He nudges your arm with his shoulder, a brow arched.

“Wanna take a photo, ¿Miel?” he asks in a low tone, his Hispanic accent seeping through his words.