You were dressed in a black shirt that said "Don't trust me," black skinny jeans, and black converse. You had your earbuds connected to your phone as your favorite song played.

Walking through the hallway, you sighed. Someone looked at you while their mouth moved. You took out your earbuds, pausing the music. "Huh?"

"I'm Marco. I'll be your guide for your first week of school." The freckled boy smiled.

You nodded. "Okay. I'm (y/n)."

"Nice to meet you. What's your first class?"

"Um." You looked at the schedule. "Ms. Zoe?"

"Oh! Hanji!" He smiled.

"What?" You looked at him, confused. "That's her first name."

"Yeah, she tells us to call her by her first name. She's a great teacher."

"Oh." You followed Marco to the classroom in silence.

"Well, here's the classroom." The boy said. "Our table is in the middle in the front. If you want to sit with us at lunch. When it's lunch time. I'll see you after this class."

"Alright." You nodded. "Bye." You walked into the classroom.

"Ah, hello! You must be the new student! Okay, tell everyone your name and such." The woman with glasses exclaimed.

"What? Weren't you giving a lesson?" You asked, surprised.

"That can wait, dear! Go ahead!"

"Well, okay, I guess." You shrugged. "I'm (y/n). I like drawing and I'm originally from (state/country)."

"Very good! Well, (y/n), there's an art class, if you're interested."

"I might look into it." You replied.

"Okay. You can sit at the table in the middle of the front row. I'm Hanji. There's no need for the formal names." Hanji pointed at the table. You sat on the right seat -- the only one open. The table seated two people.

There was a boy with two-toned hair in the seat next to you. You heard people laughing. You glanced in his direction and saw his friends snickering while they were looking at you.

You found an un-sharpened pencil on the floor. You picked it up and tossed it towards his friends. Sighing, you boredly listened to the teacher.

Not this again. I'd rather be in that art class. Actually, I'd rather be at home. Why would I want someone telling me what to draw? I don't. I draw what I feel like drawing. I have to get in the mood to draw something or have an idea--

"You will be partnered up with the person next to you." Hanji said.

Oh, great. This boy.

You sighed, looking at the boy. "I guess we're partners."

"I'd say so. I'm Jean."

"(y/n)." You replied. "Okay, in all honesty, I zoned out."

He chuckled. "Happens to everyone. So, basically, we have to discover 199 things we like about our partner. It's a list. We have almost a month. And I already have my first one."

"What's that?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You act like you're tough. You act like you don't give a crap about anything. But, deep down, you do." He smirked.

You had a sarcastic smile. "Yes, that's exactly why I tossed a pencil at your idiot friends and think you're the best person ever. I look up to you and want to be just like you. I go to sleep hoping that Jean will notice me and I even have a shrine dedicated to you." You rolled your eyes.

"Very funny." He said. "There's another: You're sarcastic."

"Your turn, idiot." You frowned.

"To what? Talk?" He chuckled again. You glared at him. "Okay, okay." He sighed. "No one knows this, but--"

"Here are your tests back." Hanji grinned. She handed Jean his test back.

"Oh my god, I got one hundred percent! Yes!" Jean exclaimed.

"Oh my god! That's your thing?! You get really, really happy about good test grades. Like too happy that it's unhealthy." You laughed, writing it down.

"You like that?"

"Pfft, it brings out your inner-nerd." You replied. "Everyone has one, Jean."

"What's yours?" He smirked.

"I'm not telling you. You'll have to find out." You replied, smirking.

"I will." He said.

"Whatever you say, Jean."

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