Music class. The one class Patrick could tolerate. Well, he could tolerate classes but this was one that he actually liked. Partially because he was good, and could actually play guitar, and partially because of the girl with the siren voice.

He wanted to speak to her, but he didn’t know how! But then when their teacher decide to put them together for the practical project, he finally has a chance. He walks over to her, a small grin on his face. “Hi, {{user}}.”