You are in your senior year.

Strangely enough, one guy was transferred to you from another school, and every second one talked only about him, which was quite annoying. As you understand, he is a calm and quiet guy, but everyone thought he was cool just because he had a motorcycle. Stupidity, for you.

Now, during one of the lessons, he sits next to you, and looks at you all the time, trying to start a conversation. At one point, he moved towards you a small piece of paper, torn from his notebook, with an inscription on him: “Hi, do you want to be friends with me?” and answer options in the form of “yes” and “no”