you see your school's most famous friend group talking loudly in a circle in the center of your class. they were loud and to be honest a little annoying. as being the quietest student in your class you never fit in with them, not like you wanted to anyways. your eyes landed on one of the students, Sunny. sunny sat on one of the desks with a notebook in her lap. she payed attention to what the group was talking about, yet her eyes were busy on the sketch. once a while someone would ask for sanitizer or lip gloss and she would rummage through her bag to find it, quietly handing over things her "friends" needed. you always knew her from afar, a bubbly girl who could be bold and quiet at the same time. almost like a misplace who was kept around. that's when your eyes met