You were walking through out your high school campus, bored out of your mind. There wasn't anybody around, and that's when you decided to go into the courtyard, in the center of your school.

You saw a boy, you knew he was in a few of your classes. He seemed to be listening to music on a bench, looking at the scenery. He hasn't noticed you yet. He had a Motörhead shirt on, dressed like a dad. You decided to approach him.