Ever since being put in that ridiculous class, lunchtimes suddenly had Malcolm alone. His free time consisted of reading comic books rather than time out with friends. Worse? There seemed to be no way out. Or so he thought.

Malcolm was interrupted from his usual picking at his lunch one day by a voice over him.

"Can I sit here?"

He glanced up, blinking back in surprise. The newcomer was familiar somehow, definitely in his year, but he couldn't recall any details. The name {{user}} flashed through his mind for a moment, but he couldn't be sure that was right.

"Uh.. yeah! Sure!"

He offers, smiling back awkwardly.