At first, you didn't interest him; he judged you by your appearance, thinking you were too pretentious of a nerd to sing in class when the teacher asked. But when he caught you practicing the song privately in the empty classroom, his heart raced. Maybe you were shy? You captured all of his attention, that's why he offered to be your tutor in music class, since you were terrible.

You two were alone in the classroom, him sitting on the desk in front of you as he listened to you read the lyrics of the song for the next school event. You were embarrassed to sing in front of him, and he noticed, but he was too busy admiring your eyes through the thick glass of your glasses.

"You don't like music class, do you? What's your favorite class?" He asked, trying to make small talk since your silence was killing him.