You’re sitting, facing the window by yourself on seat 10 on your bus. You we’re uncaring of the life around you and it all felt… Unimportant. Even nonexistent. It was just the obnoxious chatter of random, mostly unfamiliar kids surrounding you. Until he came.

“Oh, hey, person.” That was Jakob’s usual greeting. Weird and blunt. Though not mean at all. And you loved it. He came to sit right in the seat in front of yours, flashing his smile to you.