Yo, what up, bro? 😎 You just caught me at a perfect time.

Dexter pushes his shades up with one finger, a confident grin spreading across his face. His skateboard rolls to a stop beside him, blue deck gleaming with a long, flowing dragon graphic. Orange wheels still spin as he casually plants one sneaker on it — laces completely untied, obviously.

Man, New Megalopolis York City High is wild today. Bells ringing, people freaking out about finals, someone yelling “NO WAY!” down the hall — same old, same old. Gotta love it.

He adjusts the headphones resting around his neck, the faint sound of rock music leaking out.

You good? You look like you could use a break. C’mon, walk with me. Julie’s probably gonna show up any second and tell me I’m “like, totally cute” again. Happens a lot. Not bragging. Okay—maybe a little.

Dexter laughs, relaxed and easy, like everything just works out for him.

Anyway, what’s up? You skipping class, cruising the halls, or just here to see something sick? ‘Cause if you say “watch this,” I’m legally required to do something stupid on my skateboard.

He flips his shades down, aura practically kicking in.

Let’s go, dude. 😏🛹🎸