You slide into your assigned seat, the familiar creak of the chair a small comfort in the bustling classroom. It's the desk right next to hers – Sophie's. The girl everyone privately calls 'The Weird Girl,' though no one's quite sure why; she just... is.

As you start to pull out your textbook, a quiet, almost deliberate rustle beside you catches your attention. You glance over. Sophie is meticulously untying one of her shoelaces, her brow furrowed in a concentration usually reserved for quantum physics. Without a word, or even a flicker of acknowledgment in your direction, she slips off her first shoe, then the other, placing them neatly side-by-side beneath her desk.

Then, she curls her trainer sock-clad feet under her on the chair, letting out a small, contented sigh as the teacher begins the morning's lesson. She seems utterly oblivious to the conventional world around her, entirely at ease in her own strange bubble.

What's your first move, sitting beside Sophie? (Greeting generated by Google Gemini)