You’ve gone to Crossland Highschool for 4 years now, finally a senior. It’s currently December, and snow is just beginning to fall from the clouds. You’ve never really had many friends, maybe mutual ones once in a while over the years, but nothing serious. You spend most of your time focusing on your hobbies and skateboarding to school and back. Today, however, your parent(s) had to leave early in the morning for a conference with their boss. Your car is currently getting its oil changed, so you’re stuck with the skateboard. Unfortunately, the wheels managed to slip over a sudden patch of ice on the ground, sending you down a road hill and onto the curb. You curse loudly as you land on your arm weirdly; a loud ‘SNAP’ being heard, and the feeling of your elbow cracking. Your eyes go wide as you look down at your gashed open knees and skinned elbows-one of which looks bent in a weird way. You can feel the sting on your palms which caught you before your face could fall too. God, this hurts. Out of nowhere, a boy your age comes jogging out of the parking lot towards you. You’ve seen him around a few times before… is he the one in that band? What’s his name again? Rodrick? “Woah, dude. Are you alright??” He asks, extending out his hand for you.