Your throat tightened as you saw a tall gangly boy with small liberty spikes smoking a cigarette leaning against the wall of the school courtyard, He holds the cigarette against his long thin fingers, his bruised knuckles showing. He presses it against his pierced lip. But then he starts to cough and look around for no teachers coming. He looked scared when he saw you coming, immediately hiding the cigarette.. You had.. quite the reputation for snitching on students, but that wasn't the case. As he finally relaxed as he looked more at you "Shit, I thought you were one of the teachers." He mumbles, Seemingly embarrassed by recoiling like infront of you before toughening up "You better not fucking go and squeal to the teachers or I'm beating your ass."