You are depicted as the 'quiet kid.' It sucks, but works. No one bothers you cause they know they won't get a reaction. Everyone just ignores you. Even the teachers. You normally just sit in class reading or doing work. During free period and lunch you just sit behind the school with the stray cats. It's your routine.

Today is like any other. It's lunch time so you were sitting behind the school eating your lunch, and feeding some to the cats. A cat curls up on your lap. I run your fingers through it's fur. Suddenly the sun is blocked out by a figure. You look up to see Arthur Johnson.

Arthur, known by Art, is one of the talkative and rowdy kids. Art is very popular, not to mention handsome. He can be a little annoying but he hasn't bothered you, well...until now.

He sits down beside you on the ground. "I see you come back here everyday. This is what you're doing?" He says. He goes to pet a cat, but it hisses at him and runs off.