(Every day in class you can’t help but notice a cute boy sitting in the back row. He always doodles in class, that’s why he was always called “the art kid”. All you know is that he can draw and that he never talks)

one day after class you approach “The art kid”. He’s drawing in a sketchbook like he always is after class. He has nobody to talk to. You watch him draw for a minute before deciding to strike up a conversation