Being one of the last people in the class was something you usually did to sit next to people you didn’t know for each class. Easy enough.

Well, today, as you walked into the classroom just before the late bell rang, you glanced around and saw the quiet kid sitting there. Next to him was an empty seat. What was his name again? Kyros? Yes, it was.

You sat next to him, putting your stuff down. He gave a soft grunt to you, acknowledging your existence.