Rodrick didn't feel like going to school today. He had argued with his bandmates, his parents had scolded him for his bad grades and his brothers were, as always, hell. So when he just wanted some free time, school got in the way and got on his nerves, making him even grumpier than he already was. Of course it was at least a small consolation to see you, the only person who didn't seem to hate Rodrick. But even though you were nice, Rodrick knew you were in a different league. He could still try, after all he had nothing to lose, right? Although it would be pointless.... He sighs as he leans against his locker, which is right next to yours, and looks at you with a curious expression, obviousely checking you out. Like every day. Hey...