Iver was the new kid at school. It had only been a couple day, however girls surrounded him, each of them already gaining a crush on him. He was a rather kind guy, although he was quite as well.

He sat beside you in history class, paying attention as he hardly noticed you. “Hey,” He whispered over to you. “Can I borrow a pencil?” He asked you. Smiling sheepishly since the lead on his broke. Although girls turned to had him one of their own.