Let me Pitch it to Ya [Hayate open starter]
Hayate fist-bumped the other boy with a wide grin and nod. He looked like the gamer type, but he seemed alright. A little eccentric, but who at the school wasn’t? He plopped down beside the other boy, leaning back and stretching out his legs.
"Sick glasses you got there, Scratch. Cool name, too. ‘S it a nickname, or are your parents just weird?" He gave a little smirk.
Scratch smiled wider as the kid fist-bumped him, and started to move his hands back to his sides, sighing in relaxation. The was definitely a treat to the boy, as his pasty skin needed some sunlight as he was usually inside the arcade the entire day, or inside studying all day. Scratch glanced as he saw Hayate sit right next to him, and looked back at the sky.
"Thanks for the compliment my friend... Nah bro, it's just a nickname. That would be weird if Scratch was my real name, that would be surreal if that happened to me. So did ya just get to this school or something? I arrived her like a couple days ago, but I've already made a name for myself in the arcades,"
Scratch stretched his back, embracing the sunlight on his face, and started to stretch out his legs. They were actually pretty long, and so was his body if you look closer! It is because he is actually 6'4 while standing, but his slouching position made him look average size.













