Him

I was never one to be seen. My high school is pretty small, each grade containing under 90 students. It was an internationally school which meant everyone was coming and going. I came in freshmen year hoping to just blend into the crowd. Which successfully worked to my advantage or so I thought.

It's been already a quarter into sophomore year and I have been drowning in my own responsibilities. Having all advance classes, swim practice, and trying to obtain a social life caused a never ending cycle of sleep deprivation. If I wasn't for art at the end of the day I would never have some time to myself. On an average day I would just sit down at my seat, put on my headphones and just spend my time rocking out and drawing. No one really disturbed me and I liked it that way. Plus it didn't really hurt that the entire class was filled with fit upperclassmen. The only issue was that I was way too weird, awkward, and invisible for any guy to notice me the way I notice them.