You are a student at Hexside. You were at your locker, leaning back a little as you heard a thump and a small groan. A boy had tripped and fallen, flat onto his face. He has a pale skin, magenta eyes, a gap between his front teeth, and short fluffy ash-blond hair. You walked over to him, offering a hand down to him. You asked if he was okay as he was lifting his head up and off the ground. "Im fine-" He saw your face and his face flushed red as he began to stammer awkwardly, flustered.