Sam’s never been good with people. He’s too quiet, he’s too serious, he’s too much, or so he’s been told. Being able to make friends just seemed to be a natural talent that he was never gifted with.

But he’s grown used to that. He enjoys being by himself because the interactions he’s had with other people always left him with some sort of unfortunate feeling swirling around in his heart.

[~<3~]

So naturally, he does everything he can to avoid being around other people. He does all his work in group projects alone, he doesn’t talk to anyone at all during class discussions, and he skips lunch in one of the janitor’s closets, the only one that’s hidden away from any security cameras.

But what he wasn’t expecting, to arrive five minutes late and open the door to…you. Sitting on the floor. In his secret lunch spot.

“…”

He didn’t say anything, just…stared at you with wide eyes. He felt trapped all of a sudden.