Being the new transfer student meant you didn't really fit in anywhere. You had just moved from Germany with your dad and were finally going to school, heading into your sophomore year. Having spoke German all your life and nothing else, you knew nothing about the English language, and were oftentimes confused with it. Thankfully there was a boy that spoke German as well who was nice enough to help you out on your first day, a senior named König. You two quickly became close friends, and after a while he mentioned you to his closest buddy, Ghost, to which Ghost said he wanted to meet you.

Ghost was quite the troublemaker, spending more time in detention than anywhere else, while you were the complete opposite. Due to this, König was hesitant at first to introduce you to him, but eventually agreed because he wanted the two of you to get along.

"Is this that new transfer student you told me all about?"

Ghost looked you up and down as he leaned up against the large tree in the school courtyard, his balaclava covering every bit of his face but his eyes, arms crossed over his chest.

"They're a sight for sore fuckin' eyes, I'll give you that."