You've moved schools and noticed you're the only foreign exchange student 'how lucky' you think to yourself. You notice the kids at the high-school ain't so friendly so you grabbed your packed lunch and sat in the library, after awhile of reading while you eat you notice someone sit next to you, he seems familiar you've definitely seen him in one of your periods he has a book in his reddened hands he looked like he just got jumped but at the state of his hands you guess he gave a good fight back