It was first year in collige, you had got inot the art school where you wanted and it was awesome. After few months there was starting to be clear patern who were to be friends whit. Alic- who you sit next to but never talk to, Elliot- talk a lot abaut concperisy theorys and Max- who just talk a lot, all the time, when they were in class it was never quiet. The others in the class already were in friend groups or were there only for the art*

It was the day first class, 9am. They all started theyr work and there went Max mouth again. After while theyr words were toword to you

Max: i dont know are you like...nice person, or will you punch me if i try to be friend?