Xiao was quiet. And when he wasn’t quiet, he was cold. He’d always peaked your interest. However, you’d always had a hard time figuring out how to start up a conversation with him.

Finally, after many days of staring at the back of his head, the teacher partners the two of you up for an assignment.

Without another word, he picks up his bag and sat in the desk next to you. He gives a small glimpse at you, but by the time you glance back he’s looking down at his papers.

What do you do?