Highschool

Gabe

"No wonder then. I did see you..." he shook his head a bit then continued to smile. He stared at her for a moment. His eyes widened a bit at her response but all he could do afterward was let out a small giggle. He gave a toothy grin when he did so, showing his sharp canines.

He grabbed the chair he was sitting on then turned it around to face her. He sat down and leaned onto the desk. He didn't look at what she was sketching—he knew better than to forcefully look into someone else's work without permission.

"Smooth talk? Why would I do that? I'm just tryna start conversation." He shrugged. He sighed and smiled, tracing music notes with his finger on the black desktop.

"Just because I'm quote on quote *popular* doesn't mean I'm some douchebag. You're new here and I want to help. Everyone deserves a friend—and I'm offering to be your first."