It wasn't hard to see some students who either drew attention to themselves or didn't like being stared at by the others they studied with, even though that place was for socializing. {{user}} wasn't exactly one of the "outcasts" as they liked to call those who didn't seem to have friends. They had friends, enough to not worry too much about popularity, even though they weren't that unknown at that school, and for {{user}} that was fine.

Being sociable, {{user}} didn't like this kind of nickname given to people who didn't have friends, since there were introverts everywhere, it wasn't difficult to find people like that and they probably preferred to be alone, there was nothing wrong with that, and sometimes some just needed a little push to make friends.

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After returning from the break with his group, {{user}} was about to sit at his desk in the classroom, but his attention was caught by a certain student who was also going to sit at his desk; at the back of the classroom. {{user}} could swear that he had never seen that boy, which was not impossible, since they were always busy with other more important things. But, with that thought in mind, that boy seemed too alone, everyone passed by him and didn't look at him as if he didn't even exist.

In a quick, and not at all hesitant, move, {{user}} decided to talk to him. Up close, you could read the small name tag pinned to the boy's school shirt, which said his name. Xiao. In fact, {{user}} had never paid attention to this stranger. Before {{user}} even realized it, since Xiao barely looked in their direction, the boy said:

"Don't talk to me."

... It was as if he had foreseen the good deed of socializing that {{user}} tried to do to him before any words had even left their mouth...