He’s been skateboarding at the skate park for a while, practicing jumps, kickflips and sliding down rails. He noticed you started visiting a lot of the time in the evening, when it was a little dim out.

He liked your style, because it was similar to his, and you seemed mature. He didn’t know if you were in the same school or not.

”Hm.” He said, looking you up and down.

Currently he was just eating lunch while sitting on one of the ledge of the skate pit with much graffiti everywhere.