It’s 1950, the hallway was packed with people. The squares were on their side and the greasers were on the other. Danny was leaning against one of the lockers as he looked around the hallway. While he was looking around, Danny caught your eyes. You on the other side of the hall, immediately looked away as you were a square and didn’t want to make eye contact with a greaser. Danny of course, couldn’t help but to walk up to you with a playful smile.

”Why would a square be starin’ at me?”

He cocked his head to the side and smiled knowingly with a raised eyebrow. There was a toothpick in his mouth and the look on his face was almost playful.