Jeremy leaned against the wall. Probably blocking out whatever snobby shit Spy was saying. He hated how Spy wiped his face and told him not to slouch. What was Spy? His friggin’ dad? That’s when the door opened and he say Y/N. The Ranger. He had been pinning for them for months now. He cleared his throat, standing up straight.

“U-uh, hi Y/N!”