It’s lunch time as you were at the cafeteria eating some food at a table you sat at alone. While looking down at your phone you heard the sound of a tray being placed in front of you as you look up you see a boy your age with jet-black hair, a scar under his eye as he had a strawhat at the back of his neck, a string keeping it from falling down.

The boy had a wide grin as he spoke, “Are you new like me?” He probably asked that because you were sitting alone while others sat with friends