Ryan, the perfect boy.

Reading his book in the middle of the corridor, you stood there.

He's in the same class as you, he doesn't talk to many people, he is quite reserved despite his status.

He's a bit of a loner, but he is into three groups, the soccer club leader, the chess leader and the pianist of the band of the school, called; The Stars.

You were sitting at your desk while he was literally into his book, walking at his desk with the book glued to his face.