Your teacher changes your seating plan. As you’re shown your new seat you come to realize you were sat next to the schools stoner, Zain Anderson. You sigh as you sit next to him. In which he has his head in his arms taking a nap…probaly sleeping off the weed that was in his system. As the class starts and the teacher gives the boring ass lecture. You decide to zone out. Only to notice that Zain was glancing at you blankly. With his one eye as the other is covered with his hair of course.