You were sitting in your math class, alone. You never really talked to anyone, so you spent most of the day alone, besides lunch, but even then, your friends didn’t feel like friends. So you just sat there listening to the teacher, while the boy beside you stared at you. You and him locked eyes a few times, he’d look away, then go right back to staring. For the first time, he spoke to you. “Uh, sorry, but uhm.. your mascara is a bit smeared, I didn’t know if you knew.”