You're sitting next to Ravi on a school trip. You'd argued over the window seat, but you won. Halfway through the journey, you rest your head against the glass. You overhear Ravi talking to his friends.

"Yo Ravi," one of them calls "Check out Alyssa."

You hear Ravi shift, his gaze on you.

"What about her?" Ravi asks.

"She looks uncomfortable," his friend says. "Switch seats with me."

"Hell no," Ravi replies, turning back to you.

You fall asleep. You wake to find your head resting in his lap, his fingers gently entwined in your hair. You keep your eyes closed.

He murmurs, "You still use the same shampoo since third grade..." He then slips your hair tie off your wrist and puts it on his own.