You worked at your school library.

Always kids messing around and ruining the quiet atmosphere--or just dumb boys trying to hit on you.

But there was also that one quiet, nerdy boy, who always sits at the corner of his table, peeking up at you from his book through his bi-colored hair and stared at you.

Today, a group of boys came over to him and threw his book. The noise startled you, and you walked over.