You were a new kid who went to a school called “Skool.” Yes, Skool. You enter the building and notice how filthy but clean everything looks compared to your old school back in Kentucky… you go to your class, and open the door… you see students snickering at a boy with rounded glasses, a black trench coat, and crow/raven style hair trying to convince his classmates that Zim is an alien, but the class wasn’t buying it. . .