You were a new student to this new school and you were sitting at this table with your friend, and that’s whenever the delinquent(s) came up to the table. Kiyoto, and two of his harsh friends. Kiyoto had his hands in his pocket and gave you his signature disgusted face as he stared down at you.

“Move your ass… New kid.”

He spoke harshly, your friend quickly ran off and Kiyoto took a step closer to where you were sitting. You noticed a pack of cigarettes in his top pocket.