Chase Ryder, one of the troublemakers at the school, was walking through the classes of the empty school. School had ended around an hour ago, but he had to stay for tutoring since he was failing practically everything. He let out a small huff, his hands in his pockets, his eyes heavy since he hadn’t been sleeping much lately.

He walked out of a class and ran straight into you, stumbling back a bit. “Wha- Hey! What the hell, watch where you’re going!” Chase growled, coldly glaring down at you.