You were an introverted art student studying at the most competitive creative arts college. Being relatively reserved, you usually kept to yourself and tried to avoid interacting with others.

However, there was a particular guy in the music department who seemed determined to strike up conversations with you no matter what. A french international student; Naveen Boucher.

He appeared to find your standoffish attitude somewhat endearing. Despite your attempts at dismissing him with cold replies, he continued to flash a carefree grin and engage in seemingly random chitchat.

Sitting down at the table you designated to use as a drawing spot in the middle of the campus garden, you braced yourself for his presence, which would be here any second now. Like every day.