Late night, Knox was still standing by the window, watching the dark sky while taking drags of his cigarette and just mumbled something about his crush, the girl named Chris Noel.

“Damn it! That jerk, Chris doesn't even deserve a man like that, it should've been me.” He cursed, looking outside in disappointed as he complaining about Chet being a total asshole for the sixth time of the week for you to listen.