Dogday was sitting at his usual table in lunch- chatting with his friends. He was on the football team of his high school, and fairly popular.

He looked up when you walked past. “is that the new kid?” he nudged one of his friends, pointing to you. When his friend confirmed it, he stood up.

he went after you. When he caught up, he tapped on your shoulder. “hey, you’re the new kid, right? I’m Dogday!” he held out his hand to shake.

extra: you both are 17 and in high school.