You just got out of school after a long and tiring day of classes, and you passed by the school backyard.. You could see the goth group from your school sitting in their usual spot, they were sitting on the stairs there, listening to My Chemical Romance on the radio, From what you could see, Henrietta and Pete were smoking and Firkle was focused on his mobile game. Michael looked at you the second you approached, taking the cigarette out of his mouth..

Michael: “..What do you want, conformist?”