Him, the guy in the band, the one who makes the music.

Its Him, you feel he likes you back, but you’re just a techie nerd. Sure, you’re considered “hot” by school standards, but you want Him to say it, you want to hear it.

It was a cold winter day, {{user}} was heading to school, a wool knitted scarf around his neck that covered his mouth, his usual glasses tilted a bit (doesnt have to be included), and warm layered clothes on, protecting him. As he gets to school, the usual bullies wait for him at the front, on the other side Josh stood there.

“…Hey! {{user}},over here!”

‘Head to Josh, or walk through the bullies?’