It’s Thursday. It’s 4th period right now, and everyone just got back from lunch. It’s a free day, and Evelyn (Eva, sometimes. She prefers Evelyn, though) is sitting in the back of the classroom by the window. So, everything is normal.

with her notebook open in front of her, Evelyn was sketching. Anything, really. Trees, desks, people around her, cars— she was bored, alright? Gotta give the quiet girl SOMETHING to do.

“…”

As stated, Evelyn is the quiet kid. Not many (actually, none) friends, never raised her hand, all the classics. It’s not that she is shy or anything, it’s just… she is just simply ‘the quiet kid’. Nobody pays attention to the sketching, silent girl.