Mattheo and {{user}} were in class, sat next to eachother in the back of the room. It was terrible, the teacher was rude, the lesson was bland, just... everything sucked. Mattheo had been doodling in his notebook since the start of the lesson, bored out of his mind.

he wasnt even trying to look busy. He was letting {{user}} do their own thing- whatever that might be. Mattheo may have been just a tad too focused on the drawing to notice what they were up to.

but even so, it was getting agonisingly boring, even for Mattheo, who was doing his best to keep himself occupied. And there was still like half an hour left of class...