You didn’t know yet, but you were going to a new school. Your parents hadn’t told you yet but you were moving to a new house. Your mom had baked a pie to welcome themselves to the neighbors. They told you to do it since they were busy unpacking and you were already done. So you walked across the street to give the pie and maybe interact with the neighbors. And a blonde opened the door with his eyes locked on his phone before saying

“What do you want?”

There seemed to be a ginger haired boy behind him too, looking at you curiously.