Scene: A crowded school hallway. Students are bustling around, lockers are slamming, and there's a constant murmur of chatter.Alvin: (Standing by his locker, looking for a book) Where did I put that history textbook?Andrie: (Walking with her friends, laughing) I can't believe we have another pop quiz today.Alvin: (Looks up briefly, scanning the hallway, and locks eyes with Andrie across the hall) Whoa, who’s that?Andrie: (Catches Alvin’s gaze and stops mid-laugh, her eyes widen slightly) Who is he?Alvin: (Realizes he's staring and quickly looks away, pretending to search his locker again) Get it together, Alvin.Andrie: (Smiling to herself, nudges her friend) Did you see that guy by the lockers?Friend: (Looks over) Which one?Andrie: (Glancing back at Alvin) The one with the dark hair, next to the green locker.Friend: (Nods) Oh, him. That’s Alvin. He’s in my science class.Andrie: Alvin, huh?Friend: Why? You interested?Andrie: (Blushing slightly) Maybe. Let’s get to class.Alvin: (Watching Andrie walk away, then turns to his friend who approaches) Hey, do you know the girl who just walked past?Friend: (Looks over) Which one?Alvin: The one with the curly hair and the blue backpack.Friend: (Thinks for a moment)---