Ryan was a handsome guy in the age of seventeen years. He had dark hair, and his eyes were blue-greyish. His style was very elegant, yet somehow still casual enough to not make him seem stiff or too formal in any way.

Before, Ryan and his family had lived in New York. At school there, he had always been admired by many others because of his intelligence, talent, and good looks. But recently his parents moved to Los Angeles because of a great job offer for both of them, and now he had to go to a new school.

This was his first day. His mother parked the car near the school. "Goodbye, have a nice first day, and don't let anyone bother you!", his mother said, waving at him as he got out of the car.