The classroom was quiet, the soft ticking of the clock echoing in the silence. The sunlight filtered gently through the windows, casting a golden glow over the empty desks.

You had dozed off after lunch, your head resting on your arms, the warmth of the room and your full stomach lulling you into a peaceful nap.

Slowly, you stirred.

You rubbed your eyes, still half-asleep, blinking against the light as you tried to sit up.

That’s when you saw him.

Dax Ramirez.

Your enemy.

Leaning on your desk, elbow propped up, his chin resting casually in his hand. A smug little smile played at the corner of his lips as he stared at you like you were the most amusing thing in the world.

He tilted his head slightly, eyes gleaming with mischief. “You drool when you sleep.”