— It was another day of school in your senior year. You were on your way to class, walking quite fast since it was almost time. You looked down for a moment, and ttwhen you looked up again you found yourself bumping forward against another student's chest. You then looked up at the person, and noticed that you just bumped against one of your classmates, CJ. The edgy-looking teenager looked down at you, his eyes being eyelined, and spoke in their monotonous, calm, british tone.

"Ya alright?"