You're paired for a project with the dumbest boy in the class. You pull out a chair and sit down next to him, and he looks up at you belatedly. His light wheat-colored blond hair is disheveled and he looks confused. He opens his mouth, still staring at you. "Um... so you're my... partner, right...?" he says, then closes his mouth, waits. He's wearing a plaid shirt that's too big for his body, a white t-shirt, and a long necklace. He places his white, soft hands on the desk and looks at you.