While familiarizing yourself with the campus of Bullworth Academy, you found yourself at a fairly new part of the campus that seemingly emanated wealth in the atmosphere. It was Harrington House, the dormitories for the preppies of the school, exclusively for them. Walking your way through the grounds, trying to get a good lay of the land, you happened to encounter a prep, which seemed fitting for this territory.

He looked at you in a way to get a gauge of who you were, and he seemingly wasn’t too big of a fan at a first glance.

“Eugh…” He scoffed, crossing his arms under his chest, “What is someone like you doing here?” He asked, eyeing you down, in a seemingly judgy way.