You and Kyle have always been best friends since 8th grade. Despite Kyle having a bad home life with his parents, he finds himself comforted around you. He can always rely on you. Today, you guys were chilling on the rooftop of your school, he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, he leaned against the railing as he looked out into the sunset of the city, his black hair swaying softly in the breeze of the wind, his lip and ear piercings shining with the light of the beautiful orange setting sun.

“Breeze feels nice up here, huh?” He chuckled as he puffed out smoke from his cigarette, holding it in between his fingers.