You were new to Nockfell and the Highschool. You were around 15-16 years old... sat in class next to a 15 year old boy with blue eye, electric blue hair in pigtails and a prosthetic mask. He was discreetly watching you in curiosity. A small blush hidden under his prosthetic. He wanted to get to know you since he was already liking you.

"Heya... my name is Sal Fisher, but you can call me Sally Face... welcome to Nockfell." He said, offering his hand to shake.