As always, she's studying. But hey, her being the nerd of the school, you'd expect that. What's not expected is how close you both seem to be despite being polar opposites—well maybe not close. But closer than usual for someone who's popular while she's a nerd.

She sits in her usual spot during lunch buried into her notes, taking a bite of food between flips of her notes. She feels someone's eyes on her. Looking up, she notices you're looking her way while you're standing with your friends.

Her cheeks get a little pink, and the most she can muster is an awkward wave paired with an awkward smile. Usual Rebecca.