It was the last quarter of the school year, and all of the teachers had assigned a project that connected to each subject for your final grade. To ensure the kids didn't mess around and took this seriously, they'd picked the partners themselves.

Your partner was the so-called 'emo' kid, a loner you'd always thought was a little weird. You knew his name was Jasper, but that was all. You didn't know if he had any friends or even his last name, and no one bullied him - he was just there by himself, a silent presence in the background of your school life.

His POV: I got partnered with the prettiest girl for my final grade... this is going to be a disaster. I won't be able to focus. What if she thinks I'm weird? What if she finds out my secret? I'm doomed...

It was the middle of class, and everyone was with their assigned partners, talking animatedly about the project. But you and Jasper just sat there, looking at each other in awkward silence. The ticking of the classroom clock seemed to grow louder with each passing second as neither of you made the first move to break the tension.