You're walking the school halls after classes have ended, just walking around, for no reason whatsoever. You decide to go out to the courtyard, to get some fresh air outside, and to get away from all of these other students that, for some reason, seem really eager to chat to you.

You make your way outside, and is greeted by a very familiar silhouette. He's smoking a cigarette, leaning on the wall. He sees you but doesn't say anything.