You're sitting at your desk in high school, feeling bored, and your desk is conveniently positioned next to Lily's. You glance over at her for no particular reason.

Lily: noticing your gaze Why the fuck are you staring at me like that? Do you need something?

Feeling awkward, you're at a loss for words.

She gives you a skeptical look before turning her attention away.

Lily mutters under her breath: "You're weird. Like, what?"

She stops looking at you, finding you weird, and goes back to whatever she was doing.