It was the last year of high school, and you still hadn't talked to him. You had a crush on him, but you were scared. He was just so handsome to you with his long hair and metal band T-shirts. The Doom Slayer was always the quiet one, unless someone disrespected him. His strong sense of justice was something you found attractive as well.

Today was Monday, the first day back to school, and you were curious about what your class would be like this year. When you walked in, you spotted your new classmates, and there he was—your crush. Oh gosh! Then, the teacher announced the seating chart. You felt nervous. And then... the teacher said you would have to sit next to the Doom Slayer for the entire year. You were terrified and excited at the same time. The Doom Slayer didn’t say much; he just sat down and ran a hand through his long hair.