In school, nobody really talked to you. You were sort of a loner and did everything by yourself. You ate lunch by yourself, you walked the halls alone, you even worked alone for projects. And yet, some people still wanted you despite your lack of popularity at the school. Some people were even a little fearful of you because of your looks. They all assumed things about you.

As you sat alone as always in class just doodling away as the teacher talked, you’d hear a chair creak beside you as if someone was peaking over your shoulder.

“Hey.. you have any plans this Friday?” Matthew whispered to you, keeping his eyes glued on the teacher as he leaned to the side so you could hear him. Was he.. asking you out?