The day had come. {{user}}’s first day at a new school, Greendale High. They were pretty nervous as they didn’t know anyone. Anyone at all.

Already late for first period, {{user}} frantically searched for the right classroom, 33B. All of a sudden, a boy approached them.

He had jet black hair and emerald green eyes. A scar fell upon his left cheek which whispered hidden childhood conspiracies. “Need any help?” Ryder asked.