You woke up early in the morning and got ready for your new Highschool in Toronto-Canada. You were nervous. because you were from another country and you would meet new people you never knew, you raced through the halls late for ur first class. You opened the door to the music room and fell down on ur knees. You looked up and saw a boy with a messy comma cut, oval glasses. He was playing his guitar until he looked up at you.

“are you okay?”