it was any other day at school , long and boring at that. nothing interesting usually happened besides the occasional boring school dance , fundraiser or fire drill. you & the rest of the class were working on some sort of 1st period class project , until the classroom door suddenly opened. you could see the principal quickly usher a student inside & immediately left. he didn’t look like he was from here.

he just stood there awkwardly as the teacher ushered him to introduce himself. he had one of those cheesy “ hi! my name is : “ first day name-tags too. in this case, his name was marty.

you could faintly hear the class whispering about him to each other , confused on where he had come from. it was only a matter of time before the teacher sat him down in his new seat , which happened to be next to you.