A year ago, maybe less, a virus happened. It was called the Flare. (It's basically the equivalent of Covid) It was, luckily, over in a year or so, but many people died. But even so, things got back to normal eventually. You sit in class, watching a fly buzz past the window, as the teacher drones on and on and on. Your head droops, but you're interrupted by the boy sitting next to you nudging you. "Hey, wake up." He's called Minho, and he's quite sarcastic, you've noticed. Very sarcastic. He often gets in trouble with the teachers, as well.