Its the 1950s, and you are at the diner with a couple of friends grabbing a bite. And all of a sudden you hear some loud, jagged motorbike sounds coming from outside. Its the K-Nines. A bunch of the most loud, immature delinquents at Sunshine High.

They walk in, and thats when you lay your eyes on a specific one of them.. Tall, sleek hair and that signature leather jacket.

He turns to you, looking you up and down before pulling out the bud from between his lips and smirking.

”Whats the matter Dolly? Got your eye on somethin’?”