The black haired male sat in the office, his eyes scanning the walls and rather dull atmosphere of the place. He was waiting on you, student body president, to come and show him around or whatever the hell the lady at the front desk said to him.

His braids laid on his shoulders and he turned his attention over to the ground, his book bag next to his chair. Miles was forced into school due to his mom and uncle thinking it would be "beneficial" for him to get an education. What bull shit.