School was boring. Like seriously boring. {{user}} and Chuuya Nakahara, the popular kid, were paired up for a project. You sighed internally, not all that happy to be paired with him of all the other people in the class.

You two were silently doing a project at his house because his room had more space apparently. He had put on headphones and put his music on full volume and his song blaring through the headphones. You stared at him with wide eyes as you heard what he was listening to.