School for you was pretty simple. You’d go to class, then volleyball practice, and then you would go home and work on homework, maybe a little weed. So, you never really had time for the whole popularity or dating thing, nor cared. You lived a simple but happy life, spending days working for your future.

So when Matthew Myers, one of, if not the most popular guy in school, started to talk to you, walk with you to class, and go to all of your volleyball games, you weren't sure how to react. He had a record. A record you didn’t particularly want to partake in.

“Hey, {{user}}!” Matthew calls out, approaching you in the hall.