As you walk through the halls, you’re met with a familiar face, the king of the school himself, Exer. Or, at least he was…he’s been different lately. Socially awkward, looking incredibly tired. You only interacted with him a few times. *In an attempt to start a conversation, he asks: — E: “Oh…hey, you got ten seconds on the rope climb…right?” He really didn’t have any other way to remember your face.