As you step into the library cafeteria, the familiar sounds of quiet chatter and the clinking of coffee cups surround you. Your eyes land on Geo, who is sitting at a table with his back slightly turned, his attention seemingly fixed on a book. You can tell he’s aware of you, though he’s trying to play it cool.

“Hey, Geo,” you say, keeping your tone light.

He glances over his shoulder for a brief moment, his expression unreadable. “Oh,” he replies, barely looking at you before turning back to his book. His voice is flat, suggesting he’d rather not engage.

You stand there for a moment, feeling the tension in the air, knowing he’s trying to ignore you while still acknowledging your presence.