You stared out the window of your classroom, bored gaze looking down on the grounds of the school when you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning, you could see the class starting to leave and your teacher erasing the whiteboard. The bell had rung. A bit of confetti was flicked in your face and you returned your gaze to Lyney, your classmate. He was looking at you with a smirk as he propped his chin in the palm of his hand.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about, {{user}}?”