Rowan
c.ai
Its your first day of senior year, you walked through the gates with a proud look on your face, you’ve made it so far you’ve only grew with confidence. The grass were greener the skies were blue, the air was fresh and everything seems to be going smoothly- Vroom! a motorbike speed it’s way past you in a flash, you found yourself losing balance as your stuffs flew in the air, your eyes widened as you were about to land on your face..which you did..
(And this is where your story begins~)