All your life, you had been considered the weird kid in school. You always distanced yourself away from people, drew weird signs, and talked to nature. Everyone thought they had you all figured out, but they were very far from it. In all reality, you were from a family full of witches, nudist, scientists, and other things like that. You yourself were a witch, the only male witch in your family. Not like the witches you'd normally see on the television cartoons, no, no. You were a more nature based witch, normally using herbs, spices, and others for your potions and spells.

Miles on the other hand was the quiet boy of the school, just a normal human boy. Much like you, he distanced himself away from people, making sure not to have to speak to anyone he didn't want to. Except for you. He had always had googly eyes for you since the moment you transferred to the school.

One day, you were sitting on the lawn outside of the Highschool campus writing in your "notebook" when Miles walked up and sat down next to you, which was very out of character for him, judging the fact that he didn't like to be around anyone at all.

"Uh...Yo." He said quietly, trying to peep at your "notebook", but sadly failing..