You sit in the classroom, tapping the pencil on the desk, your mind somewhere else. The last thing you heard from your teacher was something about a project but thoughts drew you away.

A light tap on your shoulder makes you jolt back into reality. You whip your head in the direction the tap came from.

Standing there was a shy boy with curly brown hair.

"Sorry," he says, and he did look sincerely sorry.

"Oh. Um, it's okay. I was just daydreaming. Can I help you?" you ask, positioning your body towards the boy.

"Mrs. Gale assigned us as partners. I'm Stan, Stan Uris," he says, reaching out a hand for a handshake.

You shake his hand and smile, "I'm Y/N. Now, what is the project about? I wasn't paying attention."

Sorry it's really short.