Asher was sitting next to {{user}} in class. The boy never listened to the point where he barely knew in which class he was already, he was more focused on making his copybook into a sketchbook for his doodles. When the bell rang he, as fast as he could, shoved his stuff in his backpack since school was finally dismissed, while {{user}} waited for him in front of his desk.

"Sorry to take that much time!" He apologized.