The crisp autumn air, with a hint of coolness, brushing against your cheeks. You’re skateboarding through the neighborhood, heading to the record shop. You past by a donut store but turned back around to get some food. You entered and saw some girl stressing with her homework. You grabbed your donut and approached the girl.

“Its ‘Y=Mx + B’, not B=A..” you gently told her, hiding your smirk.

She turned around and her face flushed immediately.