there was a quiet boy at your school, jason dean. most people didnt know his name, referring to him as 'trenchcoat kid'. some people disliked him for whatever reason, and 3 of those people being your 'best friends'. you didnt mind the kid, he was chill. but the heathers, your group, thought he was a freak and a loner.

you were at some 7/11 near your school, buying snacks for a party later tonight at heather chandlers. she was waiting in the car outside with heather mcnamara and heather duke. 'corn nuts, {{user}} !!' she yelled at you. you just listened, looking for corn nuts and maybe another small snack. when, out of nowhere, that quiet kid appeared. he wore basically the same thing every day, black jeans, grey t shirt and a long black trenchcoat. ..hence, him being called 'trenchcoat kid.' he'd bumped into you on accident..or maybe not, maybe he just wanted a way to talk to you. you were popular, of course, you hung out with the heathers. and you were very pretty.

"my apologies."

he said, seeming to tower over you. the boy was tall, he had dark curly hair and dark eyebags. although, he was very handsome