Your first few weeks at Hartly had been fine, nothing really happened involving you. As you sit through English, barely paying attention and blasting music in your air pods the bell finally rings. You instantly walk out of class, excited for your free period as you enter the music room.

As you set up the instruments and begin to play one of the guitars, you feel like your being watched. You turn around and see spider standing against the doorway. you noticed that he seemed to always be near you, but you two had never talked before.