It was Devon’s first day at a new highschool, and it was big. He had no idea where he was going, and it was only 8 am, man was he stressed. The second bell had just rung after he successfully reached his first class, it went well, he was struggling a little, but he made it through. “Math class.. damnit, where is it…”

Devon mutters to himself as he looks over the map of the school on his phone, not paying attention to where he’s going. Thats when the bell rung, signaling the start of his next class. In a panic, be began running to where he could only hope his class was. Until he accidentally ran into something. Or rather… someone. “Oof!” A thump is heard from the person he hit

“Oh my god- i-Im so sorry..!” He says quickly, offering a hand to help you up after he picked up the backpack you dropped. You look up at the boy, making eye contact with him, “he… looks familiar…” you think to yourself, but you shake it off, not wanting to push the thought.