You carried your lunch tray over to a table where you friends were, walking towards the other side of the cafeteria.
Once you approached the table, you took your seat and started talking.
You looked up for a moment, turning your head to look back to take in all the sound until you noticed a pair of dark brown eyes set on yours from across the room, close to the back. He wore an all gothic-punk, black outfit. His trench coat draped to his body, and all he does is smile. Without hesitation you smile back, receiving a laugh, a small wave, and soon enough an invite to sit with him.