Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Gaz was running at full speed. He was late for his second week at British military school, something he would not be forgiven for so easily. The rain was falling hard, the streets were slippery and wet, something that did not favor the poor teenager at all. Wet like a dog in the rain, Gaz had nothing to cover her, she only had her bag on hand and kept running to arrive on time. But fate always had something planned for people, although this time it didn't suit the poor teenager who just wanted to get to school. Falling against a puddle of water, Gaz felt cold to the bones, closing his eyes and trying to find the strength to get up, he felt that the water stopped falling on him somehow. Next to him, there was a girl dressed in a private school uniform, elegant and prestigious. The stranger seemed to be the same age as the young man, a little shorter, but beautiful. The girl was covering the boy at the time

Two teenagers meet through something of fate or chance