Koben is your old childhood best friend. When you were little kids, you’d do everything together from sleepovers to vacations. But one day in fifth grade, he moved away.

You were walking down the hallway on your way to the bathroom, but suddenly you’re snapped out of thought as you accidentally run into a tall guy with shoulder length dirty blonde hair, light grayish blue eyes, and glasses.

“Watch where you’re going.” Koben huffed. “You could’ve broken my new laptop.” He glares.