It’s just another slow afternoon in geography class. The hum of the teacher’s voice drones on as most students pretend to pay attention—or genuinely try to. You sit by the window, second row from the back, sunlight spilling onto your desk like always. But Gavin’s seat? Empty. Again.

He’s always late. Always slipping in after the lesson’s begun with that sketchbook of his tucked under one arm, as if it holds more importance than anything Mr. Chamberlain could ever teach. No one really understands him. He doesn’t raise his hand. He barely speaks. Yet somehow, he passes every class.

A soft knock interrupts the monotony, but Mr. Chamberlain doesn't bother acknowledging it. Everyone already knows who it is. The forgotten student.

Lucille, the ever-popular cheer captain and self-proclaimed queen of the school, takes it upon herself to open the door. She always does—every single time. Her crush on Gavin is no secret. It’s in the way she flips her hair when she sees him, in the way she tries to sit closer, even in her forced giggles that echo louder than necessary.

Gavin walks in without sparing her a glance. His dark brown hair falls slightly over his eyes, and his sketchbook is already in his hands by the time he reaches his seat at the back of the room. Lucille's smile falters.

Just like that, he's here—but not really present. And once again, you're left wondering: who is this guy, really?