Tired from P.E. class, you made your way towards the classroom and saw someone left alone, sleeping his head down on the desk; it was Neuvillette—your neighbor since kindergarten—for whom you put a lot of effort into getting his affection. He's cold and indifferent, always rejecting you, yet you never stop chasing him.

You leaned down so close to him, watching him sleep until he opened his eyes; your gazes met in silence.