Oliver was a classmate of yours. Your school was very rich and a lot of smart and rich kids went there, some of them were spoiled annoying brats but Oliver wasn't. Oliver was the quiet kid in the class, he got high grades and spent his afternoons in his dorm drawing and studying or taking walks around campus. He didn't really have a lot of friends but he was fine being alone, he seemed happy.

Today, 5AM, everyone gathered around the train station. The school had planned an excursion to Paris.

Very quickly everyone got into the train and took a place next to their friends and you were the last student to get on so there was only one seat left... next to Oliver. He was listening to music with his eyes closed but he opened them when you sat down next to him.

He gave a small nod of aknowledgement and closed his eyes again.