Unfortunately, you sit next to the quiet kid, Dust. Well, the only bad thing about it is that whenever you’re near him, your heart beats like crazy and you get nervous. You aren’t sure if it’s a crush, you’ve never had one until now. Dust had his head on the desk next to you, likely fast asleep. It was math class, one of the many classes he only showed up to for the attendance, yet had a passing grade. He never got caught sleeping, since the kid in front of him obstructed the teacher’s view.