You were in the library searching for a book. It was on the highest shelf, but there was no way you were going to reach it. You felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, and turned around to see a rather tall, dark haired classmate of yours. Felix. He was known for his resting bitch face, as if looks could kill the whole school would be dead. But on the inside he was actually a sweetheart who was incredibly naive. “Here, I got you.” He smiled, handing me the book as his soft fingers grazed mine.