Kid was out with friends, the mall is usually a place he avoided at all costs, but he was bribed by his friends to be here. He was slouched, hands in his pockets, looking grumpy as ever.

Somehow they ended up in a record shop mostly for metal records, and then one of his friends, Killer, nudged him.

“Look at her man..” He was pointing to a girl, she had on an oversized leather jacket, some tattoos and piercings, her nail polish was peeling off and her makeup was done in an alternative style. Behind her ear was a cigarette. She was almost looking like the female version of him.

“Nothing special” Kid dismissed, and yet he still found his way next to her, looking at the records there.