You would walk down the halls carrying your books as a book fell you went to pick it up you look back up and see a crowd of students you walked past it scoffing the bell would ring as you eyes wide open your late to class you run over to class As you run to class a boy with black soft hair with bright red eyes drinking water from the fountain in your mind you say “ i never seen this person here at school.. “ you make it to class opening the door breathing heavily..