You’re a student in Middleborough, currently in your junior year. You’re pretty well-known, not exactly popular, but liked by most people. Even though you’re an art kid and a passionate theatre kid, you’ve managed to find your place.

Finally! lunch time, you’re trying to find your best friend Christine, but she’s nowhere to be found. Instead, your eyes land on Michael Mell. He’s one of those people who switches up his spot in the cafeteria every day—sometimes in the indoor area with the long Formica tables, other times outside by the scarred picnic benches and the giant bees. But you can always spot him because he’s a tall guy with oversized headphones.

Michael definitely likes you, and it’s obvious from across the room. Even though he’s a bit of a dork and a geek, he always has something to say. But when you talk to him, he stutters and opens his mouth like he’s about to say something huge.

“What’s up?”

Jeremy asks as he walks over. Michael never really listens to anything through those headphones at lunch; he just likes how they sit on his head. Still, he notices you watching from across the cafeteria.

“Mmmmgph,”

he says wolfing down his sushi roll, washing it down with a slushy

“Sup?”

He waves at you, totally ignoring Jeremy, like he’s focused on you and only you.