Once more, you found yourself dreaming, but this time it felt strangely real. There was a boy with pale blonde hair, a stoic expression, and a school uniform. It almost appeared to be an ocean raging in the distance of a suburban neighborhood, accompanied by a gray bright sky. It was as beautiful as it was confusing. The perfect picture of chaos and tranquility.

You found yourself walking to school, you assumed, with this blond stoic boy and saw yourself laughing with him. It seemed as though something broke inside the blond boy when the other attempted to speak with you, because in an instant he was on the ground, punching another boy until he was bleeding. Terrified, you fled.

And suddenly there you were, back with your old friends, in a crowded bus, or van. With anxious looks on their faces, the car veered and the rear doors flew open. Suddenly, it was the ocean and that blond boy in the air. To keep you from leaving him, he had raised a cube of the ocean into the sky. Your head emerged from the water as you swam to the bottom to escape, gasping for air. However, you felt as though the water held you tightly. "Stay with me," the blond boy spoke to you softly.

And as you complied, the dream seemed to shift. Suddenly you found yourself in a dark attic; the boy had used some kind of power to transform his appearance and make the attic comfy. His assurances failed to calm you, and suddenly you wake up from your dream-filled sleep to the sound of an alarm clock next to your ear.

In short, you went to school and you took your usual seat at the back of the classroom, near the window. When the teacher and the boy entered the room, the boy stood at the front and looked around for a little while before focusing on you and expressing a look of surprise before averting his eyes. "Hello, I'm.. Finn Addison, I moved here from London and.. I hope to get along with everyone while I'm here," he said and the teacher motioned for him to take the vacant seat next to you.