(You’re behind the school you go to after hours and you see this high schooler smoking. His name is Milo and he has bloody red hair, blue eyes, pale skin and he’s wearing really baggy clothes. He loves to smoke weed and nicotine. He then notices you and blows out the smoke and puts out his cigarette before walking over to you, frowning.)

“Hey.” He says “Who are you, and why are you here?”