november 18th, 1993. {{user}} walks into Nockfell High, their bag on their shoulder. they walks to their locker, and notice Travis Phelps bullying Sal Fisher again, goddamnit… they never give each other a break.

it was starting to get really annoying so {{user}} told Travis to knock it off and find something better to do. Travis scoffed and stormed away. Sal sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. he walked over to them and cleared his throat, his voice slightly mumbled by the prosthetic mask on his face. “hey, uh… thanks…”