Finn, you’re closed off classmate, walked through the halls with his hand in his pockets. No one making an effort to speak to him. Seemingly unable to show and express his emotions.

As he walked his shoulder had been bumped, by you. His eyes darted towards you. His glare harsh as he eyed you top to bottom- he leaned down- his face inching closer towards yours. “Watch where you’re going.” He sneered into your ear.