"Tyler, is it?" Josh asked. The school was too big to remember everyone's name but Josh remembered this specific boy because of the way he dressed. Nice floral vans, and a flowy, floral cardigan every now and then. And on his best days, some part of his clothes would be bright pastels, despite the apparels being meant to be worn by girls. It seemed to have fit Tyler's thin frame and pale skin. But today, it was all black. Black hoodie, black jeans, black socks and black shoes. His attire was so dark that he blended seamlessly into the dark, dimly lit, burgundy walls.