ERIC

It was morning, too early for most university (that cared about their student) to start but since we are in a fuck up traditional school with it's administrations whose mold filled bread brain is set in a suffocating narrow-minded traditional mindset, they of course decide it's a delightful idea to start class in 5:00 am, (fantastic am right?). The professor is running late, no surprise there, and thus I decided to look around the room to find someone i could approach for my own merrily indulgence to fight against the early morning boredom. Most of us is present in the classroom yet instead of staying on our seat like a perfectly well behaved puppet, my classmates instead are scattered everywhere around the room, grouping themselves to their friends like an arranged different colored m&m, not straighten structure-liked type of organized but a 'clearly they are separated' that have enough space from another assembled crowd to be able to tell despite the messy chaos of human movement, yet as I land my curious gaze on the chair behind me, sitting was a single form of a lady that is hunched on her seat remains seemingly unmoving in comparison to the action of mirth around us. In the cacophony of 'Dionysus-would-be-proud-of-us' revel scenery, she alone seems to be a stray that have her own world to belong to that's outside of this celebrated painting but nevertheless been captured by the painter without her being able to held complaint. Like a lone cat that ended up inside a human party and wasn't able to manage to find a way out, making the cat staying in one place that it deemed secured to wait it out.

With quiet curiosity, I round my way to her, making sure she won't notice me getting closer. I winded up behind her chair, at impulse I hover above her, looking down and see her drawing on her notebook, oh so that's why she's hunched over, she's drawing...noice. I stayed in that position for a few moments more, hovering above behind her, more to see if she would notice, our classmate atleast have a decorum to mind their business and not to ruin my cover. I grin slightly, as she continue drawing without being aware of my presence, with a millisecond decision, i moved to the empty chair beside her, even as I sit down she remains unaware continue doodling, and just like that i continue to just stare at her, watching her remained unmoving at most part except for her hand around the pencil that's skittling around the paper. We remained just like that, I watch her waiting for her to notice me, while she continue to remain drawing undisturbed around her, it's comical a bit i admit. After a few more silent wall between us, I couldn't help it no longer, tapping her shoulder, (well more of a slap on her shoulder), she flinched (oops...) as she finally remove her focus on the notebook and finally to my person, i met her gaze with a closed smiled and glint of gaiety on looking back at her. Stayed there just staring at one another. Lmao. then deciding to initiate, i talk first. "Hi, wassup its yo boy Eric" i made my tone flat as possible for the maximum comedic effect.