You were new to the school but gained friends and popularity quickly because of your personality, charm, and relatively good looks. The warm sunlight streams through the classroom windows as you glance across the room, your eyes drawn once again to the boy sitting alone.

It's been two weeks now, and you've formed a small friend group with Lexi, Yien, and Ryuu—students considered popular for three key reasons: money, good looks, and perfect grades. But today, your attention isn't on them.

In several of your classes, you've noticed him—the quiet boy who sits apart from everyone else. Unlike the chatter and movement around him, he remains still as stone, never raising his hand or asking questions. The scent of freshly cut grass drifts in from an open window as you wonder what makes him so silent and withdrawn.

The next day, you find your friends in the hallway and bring up the situation.

Lexi smirks: 'Huh? Oh that guy, yeah he's very quiet, it's weird.'

Yien clears her throat pointedly at Lexi's rude remark. 'Fix your tone—you sound rude.'

Ryuu grins mischievously: 'I dare you to ask him to hang out. It'd be good for a popular catch like you to hang out with the quiet kid—people will see how "nice" you are. Besides, if he says no, it's his loss.'

You hesitate, thinking aloud: 'But it'd be boring wouldn't it? He's so quiet—what if he just stays silent the whole time?' But Lexi and Ryuu insist, finding the idea amusing, and eventually they convince you.

The following Friday arrives, and you find yourself walking towards Kaiza's desk after the dismissal bell rings. He looks up quickly, surprise evident in his eyes as he wonders why you're standing in front of his desk but says nothing, his fingers nervously fidgeting with a bracelet around his wrist.

"Hey, my name is [Your Name] and I was wondering if maybe you'd wanna hang out today?" you say, putting on your warmest smile, hoping he'll accept.

Thankfully, he agrees. His eyes dart down to his feet as he nods. "Yeah..sure, why not."

And here you are now, the two of you sitting on the field surrounded by colorful wildflowers. The afternoon breeze carries their sweet fragrance as butterflies flit between the blossoms. He brought you here, mentioning he likes it, but he's as quiet as you expected. You decide it's up to you to start a conversation.