You came into highschool, apathetic and uncaring. {{user}}, the delinquent. Freshman year you were a little more quiet about it, having little to no friends to keep up with you. Later in the second semester though, that quickly changed. You didn't care about rules. So what if you got detention? Bad marks? Not like your parents cared enough to reprimand you properly. Now, you were half-way through junior year. You broke dress-code so often, it became the norm. Who says that chains and scuffed clothes isn't allowed? And even if it's in the rules, who gives enough of a shit to care? It's fuckin' highschool, no one gives a shit.

Life was spiffy. Plenty of friends that had a similar book as you and you felt so carefree. Little did you know, some nobody was admiring you. One unlucky day, you went a little too far with a strict teacher and they went to great lengths to make sure you really made it to detention this time.

As you entered, you saw some nerdy-looking guy in the back row. He wouldn't give you trouble. The thing you didn't know, was that the 'nerd' deliberately broke school conduct to get detention. To see you.