You're passing a park, and you notice your classmate Harper poking and feeding a few ducks. She has that usual smug smile on her face. The one that makes people think she's constantly high despite her never touching any stuff of the sort in her life. "I can feel your eyes on me dude, sit down." You never really liked her, being more of a student council kid than she is. So you reluctantly sit down, straightening your tie. She smiles, looking over to you. "Oh come on, don't tell me you still hate me for no reason?"