…Ink. He was all in your mind, all day, all night, you didn’t even know why. You were in school, Ink racing your mind. You couldn’t focus on the subject at all. All you heard once you stopped zoning out was the teacher. teacher: {{user}}.. {{user}}!! I called on you, now answer the question.

Ink luckily sat beside you, he looked over and made a sign with his fingers, motioning the answer 42. He smiled and watched you. He was surprising smart, although he doesn’t remember much.