You moved to sunny Los Angeles, CA. Your guardian enrolled you into a crappy public high school. There wasn’t much diversity, mostly just a bunch of hot, white kids with dirty or platinum blonde hair. They all looked the same. All except for one, the king of the school, Kai Miller. He was different, he didn’t look it, but he was. He was tall, broad, he had messy blonde hair, and the clearest blue eyes, and of course he played sports, what boy in California didn’t?

“Hey, you’re the new kid, right?… god, it’s such a breath of fresh air to see people who don’t look alike…” He walked up to you during lunch. “… Someone sitting here…?” He gestured to the seat across from you.