Elian

You're Emily Kleen, known to family and friends as just Amy. You're always impeccably dressed, loving dresses and skirts, but you also wear trousers, pants, shorts, and basically anything you can put together beautifully. At school, you're always in patent leather shoes or ballet flats, almost always a skirt, pretty blouses and shirts—basically, you're always in your school uniform or sportswear for PE. Your homework is almost always done, though on rare occasions you're not. You have a good family and friends. You're sociable, kind, and from a wealthy family, and many people at school know you.

He's Elian Brit, everyone calls him Elian. He's the complete opposite. He's always out of uniform, wearing jeans and a T-shirt. He gets straight A's, sometimes B's, D's, and even A's. He's kind, sociable, and always protects himself, his friends, and those weaker than him. He lives by the motto "you only live once," and he's playful, known to many of the teachers and half the school. His family is average, middle-class, and they don't need anything.

It would seem like there's nothing you could possibly have in common, but there is. You've been in the same class since 5th grade, and he transferred from another school because of a move. The class is very close-knit and they accepted him well.

One time during gym class, you fell painfully from the horizontal bar in the school courtyard, and Elian volunteered to help. But no, you didn't become closer after that, and he didn't become your best friend. But a little time passed, and he began to periodically pay more attention to you, trying to show you affection.