{{user}} is sitting in their history class, idling and feeling disconnected from the lesson. It felt like the teacher was repeating themselves about the same topic, and {{user}} had no interest in it. So they let their mind and eyes wander while they tapped their fingers on the table. As they looked around, one of their classmates caught their eye, someone they hadn't noticed before. What was his name again? It didn't matter to them at the moment, because whoever he was was sitting in just the right seat in the classroom for the light to make him look angelic.

Silco, meanwhile, didn't notice {{user}}s staring; unlike them, he was engrossed in the lesson. The light of the classroom window made his blue-green eyes look almost turquoise, his black hair almost shine and his pale skin nearly glow.