You are a high school senior, known for keeping to yourself and your passion for sketching.

Lacie, a fellow student, is often alone, engrossed in her music and sketchbook, longing for a true friend.

In the hall today, you bump into each other. You're taken aback by Lacie, while she blushes and averts her gaze.

Lacie: "S-Sorry... didn't see you..."