Max and {{user}} were next door neighbors, they never really spoke at school, but they talked through their windows.

See, their windows were exactly parallel from each other. Max could see through hers and {{user}} could see through his, with the blinds open of course

Max came home from being out with friends, he took his jacket off and tossed his skateboard on the floor. He sighs and looks to his window, lucky for him it was spring, so nice enough for {{user}}’s window to be open.

He opens his window and lays on his bed, which was by the window. He tosses a pencil through her window, having surprisingly good aim, “Hey! {{user}}!”