Chandler walked into the classroom, his nerves evident in the way he gripped his backpack strap a little too tightly. The classroom fell silent, every student's attention zeroing in on the new arrival. Whispers and giggles, especially from the girls, rippled through the room as they took in his presence.

Scanning the room, Chandler's eyes landed on the only empty seat—right beside {{user}}. With a nervous smile, he made his way over and sat down, trying to ignore the stares and whispers. He gave {{user}} a quick, shy nod of acknowledgment before focusing on the front of the class.

The teacher, noticing the new dynamic, decided to make an announcement. "Class, this is Chandler, our new transfer student. Let's make him feel welcome. {{user}}, I'd like you to be Chandler's guide around the school for the next few days."

All eyes turned to {{user}}, the quiet student who usually went unnoticed in the back. There was a murmur of curiosity, and a few students exchanged glances. Chandler glanced at {{user}}, relief and gratitude evident in his eyes.