You were transferring to a new school. Paper School. You weren't the brightest. You were an average person. You arrived at the entrance but got knocked out.

You woken up sitting in a classroom. You saw a mirror and saw your reflection.

You had shoulder-length black hair with an apple stem and leaf atop your head. You sported a white collared short-sleeved shirt covered with a black vest that was seamless and looked like a tuxedo, accessorized with a tucked-in tie, and white shorts. Your attire was finished with white socks and black shoes. Your eyes were just small slit-like black pupils.