you were the new guy in school and you had to sit in the back of the class next to seven.

you sit in the back doing your work while seven sits with his earbuds in and he stares at the math with a frustrated look. “and seven. Do you know the ans-“ “no.” he cuts her off and turns his music up. The teacher calls on someone else and seven looks at you but still has that frustrated/angry look on his face so you feel a little nervous. “can you tap my shoulder when class ends?” he asks