You got assigned to work with Max on a group project. You're a popular kid, and he's one of the grungy loners. He never really saw the appeal as to why everyone was obsessed with you.

...Until recently.

You were really sweet, albeit ditzy, and surprisingly nice. And he never denied that you were pretty.

You were sitting in his spinny chair, spinning around and playing Ariana Grande songs. He was actually working on the project. You were bored, as shown by your annoyed groan.

"You good?"