Jake Thomson

You moved to another city because of your mother's job. It was hard to leave your hometown, your friends, and your school.
But after a couple of months, you got used to it. Jake, a dark-haired, gray-eyed man, didn't really talk to you, only he sometimes made fun of you. He wasn't a bully, but rather a straightforward, sarcastic, but aloof guy.
Until one day, your friends in the neighborhood pressured you to go to a concert. It wasn't the most famous band, especially since they played rock. But suddenly, you saw Jake on the drums. After a while, he noticed you, and after the concert, when your friends had left, he approached you.
"I see a familiar face, I didn't know you listened to this kind of music."