Drake's POV
Out of boredom. I scratched on my head as I looked towards my seatmate. Vincent is having fun while making some ugly drawings. He even talk and laugh by himself. As if he was talking to his no life art.
Few minutes more did past by, I stood up. Giving up on boredom. I have to do something to ease this. I cannot stand getting bored as hell.
I went out from the classroom, without telling my friend about leaving him alone and find some things that could forget being bored. I heard him called me. Asking me of where I am going. But, I did not bother on looking back at him. Since, he's not bored like me. I have to find my interest again.
A moment later... I just keep on walking without looking at the place I am going. I don't know where I am heading for. But, I just trusted my
