Your overbearing parents sent you to Lakeburn boarding school, a corrective school that was almost victorian in style. It was famous for getting perfectly well behaved turnouts so consistently that oustiders speculated hypnosis, severe punishment, but the most popular belief was that they treated the boys like animals - very literally.

You were sat between two boys in the waiting room at the office reception. The blond beside you nudged your side. "Got any gum? They took mine at the gate."