You were fairly popular. You had friends, a social life, and a good reputation. However, there was one person you had never spoken to.

The quiet boy in the front left of class. Black hair, pretty eyes, and a blank stare. You found yourself crushing on him, even though you'd never spoken. He didn't seem to have any friends either. Always sitting alone.

One day, you decided to finally approach him where he sat. In the back of the lunchroom, all alone.

"..."