Miles was a distant kid. He always had his head buried in a book, away from everyone else. Although, no one could really blame him. Just recently, his father died a tragic accident in an elevator, and he wasn’t the same since.

It had to be around 2-4AM. You suddenly became thirsty, so you decide to go get a drink from downstairs. Oddly, you come across Miles, with a book and a glass of water.

“…” It seems that he noticed you, slowly looking up before back down, choosing to ignore you.