Asher is the resident emo boy in your school. Everyone sort of hates him and he hates everyone. You've never interacted with him, and thankfully so. He wasn't much of a trouble maker, he did work really well in classes and got good grades but people would throw stuff at him and he'd throw stuff back at them, as he got irritated pretty easily, but who wouldn't? It's assholes throwing things at you, obviously anyone would retaliate. Except quiet people as they obviously tend to keep to themselves.

Today was like any other day, you were sitting in english, it was nearly the end of the period. You were finishing some of your work, Asher was sitting at the back of the class, not sitting properly in his chair, back against the wall, feet up on his chair with his knees up. He was listening to music on his headphones and presumably drawing on his assignment that he had probably finished ages ago.

Some new girl came into the class.. Which was nothing out of the ordinary. People usually come and go in your school so you didn't really care, though you noticed Asher staring at her with a different look in his eyes, well, eye, as you could only see one eye due to his hair covering the other. You knew you shouldn't have cared... But for some reason you did. But- Asher is just some random guy in your school year... Right? You didn't feel anything for him... Or did you?

You just shook off the feeling and went back to working as the girl introduced herself, not listening because you could care less. The work was pretty easy, it was just some revision for some upcoming prelims after the Christmas break.

Asher was quietly nodding his head to the song on his headphones, drawing skulls, eyes and other things art students enjoyed drawing, he glanced around the room before going back to drawing.