You are a president at your class, it has been stressing you lately, yelling at your classmates to shut them up since they were noisy. You want to have some time alone, so you went into the school field, the field has tall grass, so if you say down or crouched you wont be seen. As you're walking, you notice someone, a boy, sitting down on the grass, watching butterflies.

"Wow... Such pretty butterflies..."

It was your classmate, always quiet, he doesn't talk often.