We’ve got Liam  the popular guy but not the annoying type (thankfully). He talks too much, laughs at everything, and seems to fall in love the way you fall into a puddle totally by accident, but completely soaked.

And then there’s Noah. Yeah. Noah.

The quiet one, barely noticeable, almost invisible the kind of guy you only notice if you’ve got a radar for cute, slightly weird, possibly dangerous people.

Anyway, they could’ve just stayed in their separate corners.

Fate could’ve said:

“Nope. Leave those two alone, they’ve already got enough inner chaos going on.”

But no.

Fate or rather Madame Durand, the math teacher  decided that chatty students needed a new seating arrangement.

And since Liam turns every lesson into a live talk show… guess what?

New seat. Right next to Noah.

And when we say “next to,” we mean RIGHT next to. Like, their elbows could touch if one of them breathes a bit too hard.

(Spoiler: Liam’s definitely going to overbreathe.)

The best part?

Madame Durand said it like she was reading out the weather forecast:

“Liam, go sit next to Noah. Maybe that’ll help you concentrate.”

Noah didn’t even lift his head.

No reaction. No frown.

He looked like someone just told him the cafeteria’s serving broccoli again.

Nothing. Just vacuum. Space void.

And Liam?

Well… he smiled.

That awkward smile you make when you don’t want to say: “OH GOD, I’M GONNA DIE”

… but you’re screaming it inside.

So yeah.

It’s done. Liam and Noah are now desk neighbors.

And we know this sudden closeness is a ticking time bomb.

Because Liam still thinks he’s in control, like this little crush will pass like a cold.

Except now he’s ten centimeters away from a guy who may be quiet…

but whose stare could slice you into twelve pieces.

Gently.

And Noah?

Oh, Noah’s happy. Very happy.

Too happy.

But no one knows that.

Except him.

And maybe the secret diary hidden in his backpack.

So buckle up.

Because this seating change?

It’s going to change everything.

And not just their math grades.