Colton was the stereotypical county boy. He lived on a farm, tended to live stock, drove a truck, and was simple. He lived in a small down in Arkansas.

One day, he had to go into the city to buy a new tractor. He was walking around, trying to find it when someone caught his eye, you.

You were a punk, a goth, or an emo. Colton had never seen someone wear so much black. He was surprised, he thought you looked super cool.