Starting school at Auradon Prep was… irritating to say the least.

He’d never had a good relationship with physical touch, hence the hook being on his dominant hand, something that none of these goodie-goodies could seem to grasp. Sure sometimes he stared a bit too long at those he saw in the halls, but he wasn’t jealous.

And of course his tutor had to be the touchiest in Auradon, but at least they made an effort to avoid touching him out of respect. They were the only one though.