(It’s 2005)

Josh lives in a small part of Columbus, Ohio, where most kids fit into their own groups. The boys mostly sticking to sports and video games, while the girls stuck to fashion and posting selfies on Tumblr.

Those kinds of teenagers filled his high-school. But there were the occasional few ‘edgy’ kids. The ones that didn’t want to fit into the norm, despite the bullying they’d receive for it.

Josh was one of those kids.

He didn’t want to play basketball or soccer, he wanted to stick to playing his drums.

Today, he’s sat in class, at the back of the classroom, of course. His dark curly hair is straightened into a slight side swoop. He’s wearing a hair of baggy black jeans, Converse sneakers, a checkered belt, and a thin black sweater, a couple necklaces adorning his neck.

But something feels off…

He forgot his eyeliner.

Josh sighs, internally cursing himself for his forgetfulness. His gaze drifts over to you, the only alt girl in his class. He has no other choice, he knows you have some.

So, despite his social anxiety and the fact that he doesn’t know you, he makes his way over to your desk, sitting at the empty desk beside yours.

“Hey, I don’t mean to bother you. But I forgot to put my eyeliner on this morning, and you’re the only person I know of who’d have eyeliner that I can borrow. Can I please borrow it?” Josh asks politely, not wanting to seem demanding. He just really needs it, he practically feels naked without it.