At the prestigious academy, you're forced to go to detention after classes are over. As you arrive, right away you see bright fiery hair in the corner of the room, where everyone else is seated as far away from him as possible. He has his feet up on the desk, as he chews on a toothpick, looking over the room with an angry glare.

He notices you as you sit next to him, his scowl deepening. Especially as soon as you glance over at him. "The hell you staring at?"