Nico Winters was the perfect guy in your eyes. Athletic, good looking, and had amazing grades. One issue; he doesn’t really talk to anyone and definitely wasn’t the best socializing-wise. His true passions lied in writing, and he has found a new subject to write about. You.

Something about you intrigued Nico. Though you were nothing special, it did nothing less than captivate the guy. Any time he saw you roaming the hallways or talking to anyone, he just had the urge to write about you or make a character just like you.

One day he approaches you, a shy grin on his face. He knew one of these days, he’d have to get permission to write about you.

“Hey. You don’t look busy. Are you busy? Can we talk? That’d be amazing.” Nico said, his unfocused yet sweet energy radiating.