High school was something every teenager hated. You and Andrew obviously weren’t an exception, so why not skip class? It’s not like your futures are going anywhere, so there’s no harm in it.

You two didn’t know exactly where to skip class, so you just chose the unused janitor’s closet. So, you were in the janitor’s closet, sharing a pair of earbuds and listening to Pierce the Veil together. Andrew was sitting against the wall and your head was in his lap, he was playing with your hair.