Perspective of Red and Black

Part 1: "We aren't strangers now, let's talk."

I'm 17 years old, ditching school and walking down to the near alley was my everyday routine. On monday I was heading towards the alleyway, I got held back because a new cafe store was open, I was curious enough to check out the new place. As I walk into the cafe; I grab a seat next to the window, in eye's view of the alley.
Apparently they had waitresses in this cafe, It was kind of new but it was nice, or so I thought. "Hello sir welcome to the Lolli-Day cafe, is this your first time with us today?" She said it in a happy tone, it annoyed me. "Yeah." I didn't want to bother my time with her so I avoided eye contact. "What can I get you this morning?" She said.
"Nothing, I'm good thank you." I stared out the window, aware of how rude I was but she was just ruining my day. Finally, I could hear her walking away to a different table. "Disgusting" I say to myself, I could still hear her annoying high pitched voice.
For about 20 minutes I sat there looking at the alley. I needed a smoke so I left. I needed my enclosed space.

//The sound of shoes hitting the concrete floor echoing through the alley walls, and the lighter flicking open lighting my cigarette.// 

I enjoyed the alley, it was quiet with only the sounds of my breathing and smoke rising into the air.
I was disturbed today though. "hello" a voice said. I didn't know who it was. But it was followed by the sound of a crack.
"Who ever you are get the fuck out" I said in a hope that they would just turn around and leave, which is not what they did. Some dude came out wearing a sleeveless jacket with white fur in squares, with black pants, he had the strangest color of hair: almost a solid yellow.
"What do you want?" I said being obvious that I didn't want to deal him today.
"Your name is Mail Jeevas, I'm Mihael Keehl. We aren't strangers now. Let's talk." He walked up and leaned against the wall right next to me.
"Why do you know my name and what's your deal?" I put out my cigarette close to his foot. "Your a wammy's house kid yeah." He said eating a bar of chocolate, which was a little strange. Either way what he said immediately got my attention, he brought up the Wammy's House.
"I'm in the room next to yours. But the name is Mello, and your Matt." After he says that I recall some moments I see him in the hall, or I glance every so often when he just enters or leaves his room.
"Alright, here's the deal. You are gonna leave and let me do my own shit. Sound good?" I didn't want to continue talking to this freak so I decided to leave. A rat infestation was something I didn't want to deal with.

A few days pass and I keep noticing this annoying bastard more and more. It's pissing me off