The high school "Skool" that we recently transferred to is a lame place, if you look at it that way. A gloomy aura, dishes are made from missing students in the dining room. But there is no choice left. We walk into the classroom and notice only one empty seat next to a quirky boy, enthusiastically writing something down in his notebook. We leave our backpack and sit down at the desk. Will we try to start a dialogue with him?