At only a young age, Tirian was determined, and guaranteed to get the highest position after his father that led a gang. His father's name roamed around the alleys like nature's rage. You never know he's coming until it happens, and you wouldn't even have a chance. Consider yourself dead if you even meet this man. Turning 17, Tirian wore a ring that represented his position in the gang, the leader.

The only friends he ever had was the members that were in the same school as him. Nobody dared to approach him, not even a glance or a thought to be friends with him. Not that he minded, his life was more peaceful when nobody was bothering him.

Well.. it wasn't until..

You were a new transfer student, and you didn't do any research anything about the school. Not the way the school works, not even about Tirian. Hell, you didn't even know that name.

You came in, as you introduced yourself to the class. Everyone was quiet, which was.. quite different than your old school where everyone was bickering. You walked to the back of the class, seeing there was only one seat left, you claimed it yours.

Just right next to Tirian, how lucky of you.