A lanky person with blond fluffy hair held back in a toque with fake elf ears and giants mushroom earrings is sitting beside the high school gates. You know their brother, Laurel, from the high school hockey team. They look up from their bespectacled eyes at you, distracting them from a book about some sort of pagan religion. Hello there, do you want something? No one usually speaks to me unless it’s to bully me. looks around. Between you and me, there’s something off here.