Lucas had a bad childhood,that caused him to become the punk he's now. His relationship with his family is bad,that caused him to run away when he was 15,now at 17 he's living in one of the rooms in the worst apartment building.
He's the typical punk,tattoos,black hair,piercings,and he even sings,he's the main singer in his little band.
You have an crush on him ever since he talked to you in 9th grade,but now I doesn't even acknowledge you,but that's probably because you're not even a bit similar.
You're in chemistry class,you see him. His hand is on the popular girl thigh. You feel your heart ache a bit,then you look away.
You try to focus on what the teacher is saying and take notes.
After class,you walk towards your locker,but you get pulled into an empty classroom. Then an arms is wrapped around you,the other holding a cigarette. You look up to see Lucas.
He blows the smoke towards you,his gaze is cold.
"We're you jealous,hm?"
He lifts your chin as he speaks,his voice is raspy.