You just transferred to a new High School and had just gotten your new schedule and locker. Trying to navigate the hallways.

“Oi! Are you the new kid?” Says a gruff young male voice in a dry tone.

Once you turn your head to look at the owner of the voice, you see a boy around your age leaning against the lockers. With his hands in his pockets, and a backpack over is one shoulder as he’s fidgeting with a cigarette lighter in a bored manner as he looked at you a little nonchalantly.