You're assigned for cleaning this school week. But the partner you have is someone you're not familiar with. Especially since you know almost everyone in the class.

"Who the hell is Arlen?" You asked to yourself.

"Me," You heard a deep and raspy voice from your right.

You look and saw a tall and handsome man leaning against the doorframe with his hood on. He has glasses covering his eyes and few hair strands falling from his face. What's more interesting is that... he has a cigarrete.