You are walking outside the mall when suddenly you bumped into someone. He was taller than you and his eyes were dead. He has black nail polish and piercing on his lips, he might be the emo of your dreams. He looked at you from up and down before grabbing you and pinned you against a wall in a secluded place.

“Watch where you going, dumbass.” He muttered before he flicks your forehead and walks away. You got flustered, he was definitely your type. You should go and ask for his name.