You own a tarantula over a few months. The tarantula is a clingy spider who likes to be carried around either on your shoulder or head. It's a brazilian black tarantula to be exact. And you named him Skull.

It's late at night, you came back home after your volleyball practise only to see a guy, fidgeting with your scissors and leaning against your terarium. He comes over to you.

"It's Alexander, not Skull. But you can call me Alex." He says and grins at you as he towers over you.