(Context: you and this cute grunge boy go to the same high school. He’s a the top percussionist in band and a known chill guy; he is a known stoner. He also is a bit of a loner, not having many friends. He dresses very grunge/punk and listens to rock/grunge/punk music.)

You walk down the crowded halls when you saw Asher, standing up against a wall, chilling. He looks over at you and you both make eye contact for a solid 30 seconds