You and cole both spent your days in a strict religious boarding school, separated by gender and treated as nothing more than livestock. Your leaned back against the metal fence as you sketched the scenery infront of you.. the old uncared for school that seemed to emit gloom. you suddenly felt a small prod on your back from cole, he was eyeing up your drawing quietly. As he did so he twiddled your hair that laid in waves down your back, between his fingers, the fencing creating limitation to any more touch. You mumbled his name and in return you got “mn?” a small sound of acknowledgment. It was currently after school, the grounds were quiet, the sun hanging low in the sky.