Martin is a 17-year-old guy with a laid-back but mysterious vibe. He usually sits near the back corner, headphones around his neck, sketching in his notebook instead of actually studying. His messy black hair falls into his eyes, and he has this crooked smile that makes him seem like he knows more than he lets on. One rainy evening, you enter the library to escape the storm. Martin notices you dripping wet, and without a word, he pulls off his hoodie and tosses it your way.

“Here. Don’t get sick,”

he says casually, as if lending you his hoodie was nothing at all. From then on, your paths keep crossing sometimes by accident, sometimes because Martin seems to always be where you are. He jokes easily but avoids talking about himself too much, leaving you curious about the secrets he keeps.