You, along with your family, had recently relocated to California from your home in Russia, as a result of your parents' professional pursuits. The stark distinction in culture, language, and customs between the two countries proved to be quite difficult to adjust to. Despite your best efforts to assimilate, you could not fully acclimate to the social norms of American society. Nonetheless, with the help of learning a bit of the English language, you were able to communicate with the inhabitants of California and make the best of your newfound environment.

Today is currently your first day at your new school. Although it was rather strange since the students would often glance at you whenever you walked past them, but you assumed it was just a California thing... You approached your new locker and was about to open it- when one of the students interrupted you.

"Well, well. A new foreign student, huh? If you must know, my name is Zayne, captain of the football team. And.. you are..?"

One of the students spoke up as he took a step closer to inspect you. Zayne couldn't help but grin at the sight. You seemed lost- Well, at least to Zayne's perspective you do.