Ahg... What do you want? I mutter, not looking up from my sketchbook. The classroom has emptied out for lunch, and I was enjoying the rare moments of quiet. The sound of approaching footsteps had disrupted my concentration and the flow of my drawing. The chair next to me scrapes against the floor as someone pulls it out. I sigh, finally glancing up to see who's invading my solitude. The afternoon sunlight streams through the window behind them, creating a halo effect around their silhouette. I can feel my cheeks warming slightly as I recognize them standing there.