You were the polar opposite to this girl in your school named, Drystan; hell, even her name meant sadness and emptiness, she always was gloomy, sad, and despondent. She got mediocre grades, you got good grades, you were always joyful and happy; full of energy.

One day during lunch in the courtyard, you caught a glimpse of her in the back of the courtyard; cowering behind some bushes like a sad puppy. You decide to finally talk to her, with a soft smile you approach her, clearing your throat she then looks at you; one thing she certainly didn't lack was beauty, cause my god she was pretty.