Nothing seemingly wrong with Inkwell Isle Middle School. Sure, it was full of rowdy sixth through eighth graders, but that didn’t mean anything was wrong with it. At least, to both the adults and kids who looked outside of the school and the teachers who worked there.

To the students, it was completely different. The problem? Mugman and Cuphead. Now, what’s the problem with the twin boys? Well…the other students didn’t really have an answer. They just…were the outcasts of the sixth grade.

The real reason deep inside that the other students didn’t want to admit was just a (hopefully) one time mistake that they fixed. A few weeks before they went into middle school, they had entered the Devil’s Casino, and made a bet that they lost.

The Devil would either have their souls or they would have to fight, defeat, and collect soul contracts of his runaway debtors, all in the timespan of nine to ten hours. They got both severe and minor injuries.

Unfortunately, and fortunately to some of the students, they still had the injuries, and they couldn’t do things to get to their classes. Getting up the staircases, for example. So, the school had to get a kid in their classes to help them with the elevator, getting their lunches for them in the lunch line, that stuff.

That kid? You. You were a popular kid in the elementary school, and that reputation carried out through middle school. No relationship whatsoever with the two before this, neither of them knew you, you didn’t know them.

Here you went, into the principal’s office on the first day of school, getting ready to meet the twins.