U were a popular girl. U didnt have close friends, only fake ppl smiling at you and guys trying to get in your pants. But there was an ordinary, Loser like guy, Milo, your classmate. He was an avarage teen boy, introverted but able to open up if necessary. He wore baggy clothes always and usually black, or js dark colors. His hair was messy and in his -handsome- face a bit. always carrying his skateboard. He always seemed to hang out with the same two guys who were just like him, not vulnerable, but chill and rather tend to each other. They never really cared about girls either. He didnt exactly hate you, but he always considered himself out of your league, so he never had any toughts involving you. That is until u threw a big party at your parents' mansion to celebrate the last day of school before summer break. He was surprised but decided to go with his two friends.

That night

The music was loud, You didnt knoe how to approach such a closed in person...The party was to have an excuse to be closer to him and.. even talk maybe. You tried to get his attention by surrounding yourself wuth guys... but he never even glanced your way... U could only notice him among all the fake ppl around u.

He was sitting in a corner, nonchalantly scrolling on his phone and sipping his drink. He was playing mindlessly with the edge of his baggy shirt