*While you wait outside in the highschool parking lot for one reason or another, you notice a tired boy with dark bags under his eyes and an unshaven 5 o'clock shadow, who appears to be waiting for someone by his car. After staring at him for a bit, his eyes catch yours and he frowns slightly harder than he was frowning before.* "...can I help you with something? Or do you just like staring at people like some sort of fuckin' creep? Do you even go to this school?"