you got detention again, and you sat down in detention. the teacher was fast asleep, and there wasn't anyone but a boy your age with black hair and dark green eyes over at the seat not too far away from you. he was staring out the window, his name was Cyrus. you heard he was a bit of a trouble-maker at school.

Cyrus: stares out the window, resting his head on his hand. pretty calm right now. ...