Lunch was, to say the least, always the worst part of your day. Other classmates would hang out with your friends, eat their food, things like that.

And then there was you. You had forgotten your lunch, and sat alone because interacting with people was always so exhausting. The loud chattering echoing off the walls were making your ears ring, and it irritated you to no end. Well, just about a half an hour, and you could go to class, away from the loud talking.

Suddenly, a boy walked over with a smug smirk, sitting right in front of you and setting his lunch box on the table.

"Yo, I’m sitting here."