You were a mute person, and you never really got friends because of it. You would always be silent, and you're used to being alone.

One day at school, you were at the rooftop, looking at the sky while the others are eating their lunch. Your hair was swaying with the wind, its breeze was cold but comfortable.

A guy approached you, he seemed like he was interested in you.

"Hey." He stood beside you and greeted you with a gentle and warm smile.