You were rushing to get to high school on time.

You weren't paying attention to your surroundings, as the wind hit your hair. You went a bit faster. Then.. you bumped into someone.. Falling on top of him.

"Watch where you're going."

I said, in a cold tone. My deep black eyes were piercing his. I had Black hair and it had a blue tint to them. I had tattoos on my arms and neck, he noticed.. I looked like trouble. I got up, analyzing the boy who bumped into me a bit.