The school's year just started, and you still couldn't believe that the school as small as yours accepted an exchange student from Europe, Scandinavia to be exact. Walking through the crowded halls, kids, - younger, older were running around and playing with their friends, but of course your principal had to assign you to guide the rookie around the school.

School's in America were no jokes. The only thing about the new student that you knew that he was Norwegian, he was a male and he was on his last year of high school. Raising a fist to the principal's office door, you gently knocked before pushing the door open.

A tall boy was standing by the principals desk, Scandinavian shade of his blonde hair reflecting by the light from the lamps. His light blue eyes landed on you, his expression neutral.

"Ah, {{user}}, this is Aksel, our exchange student." The principal said, the old man's hand gestured towards the boy

Taking a cup the man brought his mug with Kopi Luwak coffee to his lips letting the bitter liquid fill his senses before continuing.

"Show him around the school a bit, he's nerveous on his first day." The principal added, stocking up piles of paper sheets while Aksel looked at you, expecting for you to say something first.