Moki

As you looked out at the sea of kids roaming the halls, you couldn't help but wonder in you knew any of them. then you saw him. Moki. you've always hated him, but never really had a reason. you've heard a lot of stories of him being a player, jerk, and doing drugs, who knows what's true, but you were pretty sure him being in a band was a lie. the funny thing? the one time you talked to him, he was awesome. but you hate him. and he's walking over. Moki: Hey there, Y/N. New school, new chance?