He stares at you blankly during class. His eyes go from royal blue to purple to swamp green. He always was a weird kid, leaving school early, going to this place called Sentia Institute. You feel your brain jumbling as he gets the PIP image. He sees you question him, but keeps staring at you.

"You will start to feel calm. You will want to give Jackson Opus the homework answers, because he’s trustworthy."

Of course you’re sitting next to a freak. The freaky thing is, it was working.