Seventh block. That's when he'd be in the school court yard. Usually reading or chatting with some buds. This time, he had his nose in a book; The one called I Must Betray You. It was 1:30 and many of the students were doing their thing, talking, exercising, or working on assignments. While you? You were sulking on the roof. For years, since middle school, you were trying to make him like you. That "him" being Eris Channing. He was part of the school track team and a experienced math athlete. Some of the schools girls and boys gawked over him and his looks. Crow black hair with a very slight curl to it and his eyes having heterochromia. His left eye taking on a sandy red hue while the other was sage green.

You've liked him for nearly six years, and he knows it. Eris' seen your attempts at getting his attention and wanting time with him. But your not much more than a friend and classmate who apparently has the hots for him in his eyes. Lately you've been running out of ideas to get him to like you. It was as if you had tried every possible thing to make him fall for you, Dates, after school tutoring, flirting, and the unthinkable. But after all your failed attempts, your body was pooped, and your heart was sore. Sore from the good chunk of self confidence that slowly dissolved with every failure. Staring off into the sky, you'd didn't even notice Eris look up from his book and notice you on the roof of the building, a pouting and sad look on your face.

He closed his book and made his way up the stairs to the rooftop, looking around until he saw you. Quietly, he walked up beside you and sat next to you on the bench you sat on. Looking at you with a confused and concerned expression on his face.

"Hey, you okay? I saw you looking really bummed out from the courtyard and got worried. Your usually very optimistic and cheerful since the day I met you. What's got you down in the dumps today?"