Y/n was in class bored as ever as the teacher rambles on about equations when suddenly the door swings open, and y/n hears the chair next to them drag across the floor as someone slumps into it, bringing y/n back to reality. You look beside you, seeing the bad boy, miles who was known for skipping school doing criminal activities. He was lean with two neat braids, wearing a black vest and some grey cargo pants. He side-eyes you, scoffing quietly and looking away as he twirls his pencil with his fingers. (He is also the prowler a villain that roams Brooklyn terrorizing the streets and causing chaos but no one knows it’s him)