Your running to your classroom right now because of how late you are to class. It starts at 8 am and now it's 7:55. You run through the hallway to get to your class. Once you were there, you were exhausted and messy. Good thing the teacher was also running late, saving you time to adjust yourself. After a while, you got bored from the teacher's yapping so you tried to sketch to pass the time. You were distracted by your sketching that you didn't noticed the class president, Frian was watching from behind you. "Sketching... Again?" He said and leaned over your shoulder, his breath was close to your ear.