"Hey." Dryly said Dust. You could only see his bright but uninterested eyelights through the shadow his hood was casting over his face. You've known this guy for two months now. He's in your high school, you think, but you've never seen him there. He honestly seems like a very shady person; he always smells like cigarettes, he only meets up with you in the evening, he has multiple cell phones, and you're not sure when's the last time his clothes have been washed.

Yeah. He's handsome.