Asher was one of your brothers friends, he liked metal and rock music, your brother did too and you also liked it too, you hung around goths, punks and metalheads and other alternative people in your lifetime but you never had any friends in that scene.. or any friends. Your father had recently passed away and your mom had lost her job so you and your brother really couldn’t get good things and plus you guys were a bit poor so you guys DIYed things just like everyone else in alt scene. One day you were in your room making some bracelets out of your old pants with spikes on them until Asher came into your room “What are you making?” He said