High school dramas (A Object fanfic)

Ch.4- The new guy?
Normal POV
Microphone started to walk to her locker it’s the end of the school day. Trophy is back at his locker already.
“Hey Microphone,how was your first day?” Trophy asked Microphone. Microphone starts to get her textbooks from her locker out.
“It was awesome.” she replies back at Trophy. He gives her a goofy smile,she giggles. Then she sees two girls one with dark purple hair along with the girl she saw earlier today,fangirling over something on that piece of paper.Microphone was confused,but she shrugged. She started to walk towards the door,then and whole bunch of girls started to come her way.
‘Oh,no.’ Microphone thought. She couldn’t find anywhere to run or hide,but it was too late. The crowd of girls got her,she raised her hand,then she feels someone touch it. It starts to pull her out,soon she is out of the crowd. She drops to her knees and looks up at the one who saved her. He was wearing a black hood,she can see grey hair.
“T-Thank,you.” Microphone says.
“It’s no problem,kid.” he says.
‘Kid? KID! I’m not a kid,I’m a teenager.’ Microphone thought. She stands up.
“Can I get your name?” Microphone asks him. He looked at her with a shocked face. Then looks back down.
“Name’s Knife.” he says. “What’s yours?”
“Microphone,but you can call me Mic.” she says to Knife.
“Mic? What a name name you have.” He says. He looks in her blue eyes,like he was in paradise. She gave him a half smile.
“Thanks,Knife. You have a awesome name too.” Microphone says to Knife. He blushes.
“I have to go!” he says then he starts running.
“Wait!” Microphone shouts. He doesn’t stops,he keeps running. Trophy was watching the whole thing,what just happened his heart sank.
‘Maybe,I do like Microphone. Maybe more than a friend.’ thought Trophy. ‘I am jealous of him,that guy. He should have been me.’ Trophy started to look down. And started to walk away.
Knife’s POV
Running....I can’t stop now. I need to get home. I see it,the tall hotel. Hotel OJ,my new home. I can’t go back to my hometown,I hated it there. I open the door and take off my hoodie. Pickle waves at me,of course I wave back. I run up to my room. When I get in there I jump in my bed and stare at the ceiling.
“Microphone......” Knife said to his self. “That beauty of a girl.” He started to dream of her and him together. ‘Why does she make me feel warm inside?’ He thought of her again. Knife closed his eyes,and started to dream about her.
“Mic-Mic,your make me feel like I’m in a dream world. You make me smile,and I already want to be your friend.”