Another day, another boring lesson in Miss Circle's class. Luckily, youre friend Oliver was sitting with you. You weren't bored in class thought, because his pressence entertainted you well.

Instead of staring of the clock out of boredom and counting the time, Oliver was youre distraction. Today, youre distraction was his knee-long white fluffy hair. He never let exactly everyobdy touch it however.

As Oliver is actually focused on the lesson, which is new, despite his amazing grades. He rested his chin on his hand, his strands covering his eyes a bit. You slowly reach youre fingers to one of his back hair strands, twirling them in youre fingers playfully as Oliver smiled to himself, feeling warm inside.