The third point of view:
Akim was startled when the chair beside him squeaked when pushed out and was taken by someone. He turned to see it was no other than Anika who flashed her usual smile at him.
He sighed, it seems they had the last class of the day together. It wasn't that he was wary of her company but he had a reason to be wary.
Anika was a wildfire while he was a caged bird and though he liked her, a bit? Yeah, just a bit. He can't give her the kind of attention she wants. So he has to kill off any attraction he has for her before it develops into deep affection.
"You don't want to talk to me?" She said, her chin propped up by her hand on the desk with her whole attention on him.
"I wonder how you became an honor student when you don't even listen in class," He replied, all of his attention focused on the textbook in front of him. He raised the textbook's jacket such that he used it to shield his face from her curious gaze.
