kenny was on his break from band practice when he stumbled upon you.

you were just leaning against the alleyway wall and staring at nothing. while he should’ve been concerned, he didn’t really know what he should do.

so instead of minding his business like anyone would’ve, he stood next to you.

“you good?” his voice was muffled, the hood he wore causing exactly that. a piece of blond hair stuck out of the hood, being one of the only noticeable things.