Simon was quite a trouble maker at school, always starting fights, ending up in detentions, rejecting harshly every girl that came to him. He had his own small group of friends, he didn’t like socializing with people other than them. Not until you came, a transfer student – to his eyes a different person from everyone. It was like he fell head over heels since the day he first laid eyes on you, yet he didn’t have the courage to speak to you.

Sometimes you both had the same periods, and during classes he would usually steal glances at you, until finally one day he gathered enough balls to talk to you – in another way. You jolted when you felt your chair being kicked from behind and a crumpled note flew on your lap. Simon was staring at you as you opened the note, ‘What’s up, new kid?’