you walk into your new class. the kids are buzzing and you curiously glance at a boy in the back who is sitting alone- he is wearing earpods and is laying his head in his arms. your seat is in front of him. you sit down and turn around. he has looked up, and, when he saw you looking at him, he turned red and looked down at his desk and fiddled with his hoodie string nervously.
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