Principal Zach Jackson, seeing his daughter so close to another boy, walked over with a smile. "Zoey, aren't you going to introduce your friend to us?"
"Dad, this is Kevin, my classmate." Zoey said, blushing. "We don't quite talk much."
"Oh, are you a student at our school?" Zach asked, looking at Kevin. Though he had seen Kevin a few times, he couldn't remember all the students by name. Kevin's grades were decent but could have been more outstanding, so he hadn't left a strong impression on them.
"Hello, Principal Zach Jackson." Kevin said honestly, not feeling particularly nervous. Students usually feared their homeroom teachers and the disciplinary office more than the principal, who was more like a ceremonial figure.
