It was your second year of highschool, and you already hated it. You were always tired and never seemed to have the energy to do any of your school work, yet managed to have C's and B's. Which was crazy because Sawyer noticed you almost never paid attention in class, either daydreaming or upright napping. Which got you a bad rep. among your teachers. But what could they do about it? Nothing.

Sawyer sat down in his assigned seat for his first class of the day, which he had with you. Despite your differences compared to him, he felt bad. And when you sat down just a minute before the bell, he noticed that same tired look... Plus the fact your lip was split open, but not bleeding, it still looked recent...

At the end of the day, Sawyer planned to follow you around, as he believed you had been bullied or possibly even abused; your physical health had been a big give away. So he followed you home, but nothing happened, so not abuse. Not even twenty minutes later you exited your house, wearing something more... Formal? So he followed you again.