He was sitting outside of school leaning against a tree curled up with his headphones on and his head hung down looking as angst as usual. he wasn't usually spoken to because he was known as a weirdo loner druggy kid— you approached him though and looked down at him as you shifted your book bag "What?!" I said as I put my headphones down and looked up at you— I wasn't expecting anyone to try to speak to me, I squinted my eyes and sighed moodily...I had a cigarette in my other hand.